Chapter 1704: Chapter 1704: Her Baby…
Although Sylvan Cheney never said anything to her, in so matters, she was as clear as a mirror.
With a dark past, a criminal record, what else could it be?
Spencer Childe widened his eyes, did Sylvan Cheney also tell Jasmine Yale these things?
Has he already trusted this little seductress to this extent?
Qiana Childe had engaged in smuggling operations, he knew, but he didn’t intervene, even secretly had his people help Qiana.
In those years, as the economy just started recovering, doing so shady businesses wouldn’t attract attention.
Jasmine Yale bit her lip, it hurt so much that she could hardly continue: “If you had cared a little about Mrs. Childe back then, taught her so business skills, even supported and protected her, she wouldn’t have walked down that later path. She’s a woman, abandoned by the one she loved, and misunderstood by her own father. Do you know how much pain she felt in her heart?”
“And at that ti, Sylvan was her only refuge, also the person she loved the most. You ignored both mother and son, caring when they were alive was the only thing that mattered. Now they’re dead, what’s left? Now you’re angry and furious, wanting to kill , yet you dare not find a single fault within yourself.”
“I don’t shirk my responsibilities, but my mistakes are far from being as grave as yours, Elder Childe. My only mistake was being born in the wrong place, whereas you’ve been wrong for many years. Even now, it’s beyond repair.”
“You think killing will avenge Mrs. Childe, but that’s only to seek psychological comfort, to ease your conscience in your old age. But after doing all that, can Mrs. Childe co back to life? When she was alive, she couldn’t even get your concern. Now… she probably can’t be happy either.”
“No matter how splendid the tombstone or grand the ceremony, it can’t bring back the departed.”
After holding back pain to finish speaking, Jasmine Yale sighed deeply.
The departed, not just Qiana, but also her mother Yana Yale.
“You’re talking nonsense!” Spencer Childe was furious, striking the ground heavily with his cane, blue veins bulging on his hand, a trace of unease flashing through his eyes.
“Grandfather, don’t listen to her nonsense, she’s just trying to excuse herself and the Xinez Family. I’ve said all along, she’s nothing but a little seductress, causing harm but unwilling to face the consequences!” Lana Fern added fuel to the fire from the side.
“Lana, I, Jasmine Yale, don’t have many skills, but I have a decent mory. I learned a lot following Mr. Cheney over the years; Mr. Cheney is righteous and upright, yet, I’m not so dark-hearted villain either. If I rember correctly, you conspired with Yolanda Fern to abort my child, later even drugging Little Chale’s snacks. Mr. Cheney didn’t do anything to you, but that doesn’t an he forgot.”
“You, that child of yours wasn’t supposed to be born in the first place! Deserved to die! A child with your bloodline is a rotten seed!” Lana Fern’s tone was flustered.
“Using such venomous words to curse a child who never got to see this world, does that make you kind?” Jasmine Yale used all her strength, her shoulders trembling, eyes filled with icy coldness.
She doesn’t allow anyone to speak ill of her baby.
Her baby…
Her little devil…
Never had the chance to see this world, never had the chance to see mommy and daddy.
“Grandfather, look at her, shalessly crawled into Mr. Cheney’s bed, pregnant before marriage, yet can still excuse herself. Look at how shaless, how brazen she is!” Lana Fern strongly chastised Jasmine Yale.
“Enough!” Spencer Childe’s head throbbed in pain.
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