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Chapter 1005
“I’m not sure if I’m drunk.” He rubbed his aching temple with his slender fingers. How he wished he was drunk! If he
were drunk, he would not remember anything that happened tonight the next day. “It looks like you had one too
many a glass,” said Avery. “Go lie down. I’ll get Mrs. Scarlet to make you a bowl of hangover soup. Drink it before
going to sleep.” He agreed to her request and ended the call. About half an hour later, Mrs. Scarlet came up with a
bowl of sour plum soup.
Elliot was lying in bed, and he was still wearing the same clothes. His eyes were shut. Only one bedside lamp was
turned on in the room, and it was quite dim.
Mrs. Scarlet was not sure if he was asleep, so she stood by the door of the room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThen she heard his deep voice, “Come in.” He opened his eyes and sat up. Mrs. Scarlet served the sour plum soup.
Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of dark red blood on his palm. “Sir, your hand is bleeding!” Mrs. Scarlet was
shocked. “I’m fine.” He took a sip of the soup. He sounded relaxed, but his voice held an undercurrent of steel,
“Don’t tell Avery anything.” Mrs. Scarlet lowered her head: “Okay. Next time I’m worried, I’ll ask you.” “I saw Nathan
White tonight.” Elliot continued to drink the soup, but his voice was tight. “Do you know what he said to me?”
Mrs. Scarlet’s face turned black. “No matter what he said to you, don’t believe him! No truth comes out of that
mouth!”
“He said he was my biological father.” Elliot was completely awake, and he set aside his soup.” He said that my
mother planned everything. My mother trusted you. Tell me now. Was he telling me the truth?” Mrs. Scarlet fell to
the ground with a plop.
“Nathan White, he must have come to ask you for money, didn’t he?” Mrs. Scarlet said incoherently, “Madam
Rosalie didn’t tell me anything about this. After all, I’m just a servant… but…”
“But what?” Elliot looked at her with his eyes that resembled a dark pool. His dark eyes seemed to penetrate
through everything.
“I had to look after a child. That child was taken to see a doctor. He was gone for a while, EWF7 {tCV when he
came back, I knew that it was not the same child that left. The child that came back was a different child,” said Mrs.
Scarlet as tears streamed down her face. “We servants
who had taken care of the child know this well, but we didn’t dare say anything. I’m not sure if this was Madam
Rosalie’s arrangement.” Elliot breathed a sigh of relief, but the pain he felt did not disappear. “Sir, don’t blame
Madam… She treated you like her own and looked after you as she would her own. The reason she might have
done such a thing was because she was depressed. Not a day went by where there would not be a fight. They
fought over the children, and how they were both unhealthy. Madam probably did such a silly thing because of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthat…”
“She’s already dead, and you still speak for her.” Elliot’s voice was cold. After a moment, he sneered, “I should
thank her. If she hadn’t chosen me, I would either be begging for food on the streets or rotting in the slammer right
now.” “How can you say that, Sir? Gold shines wherever it goes!”
“My biological father is a gangster, and my biological mother is a bartender… In such an environment, it would be a
question of whether I was still alive!”
“Sir! What Nathan said is not necessarily true! Besides, you are currently indestructible. Your position right now
prevents just anyone from pulling you down!” said Mrs. Scarlet. “Don’t admit that they are your parents! As long as
you don’t, you will always be the head of the Foster family!” The next day, a black Rolls-Roice stopped at the
entrance of the Public and Judiciary Paternity Test Center.
Escorted by his bodyguards, Elliot strode into the test center.
This was the test center that had sent some documents to Avery last time. It was the reason why he had decided to
get the paternity test done here.