Come Back to Me

Chapter 40 No Conspiracy (Part Two)

Perhaps, he had fallen in love with her since then.

Nothing could save him.

"It's none of my business..."

Tracy turned her head so as to avoid eye contact with Ben.

She stared at the glass table and murmured.

She couldn't tell Ben that she wanted to vent her anger on Brody.

Because she didn't like the arrogant face.

"Ben, do you know something?"

Suddenly, Tracy turned around and asked, but her eyes met those of doubt.

She was stunned, and her heart beat with fear by his eyes.

She blushed slightly.

"Yes..."

Caught off guard, Tracy met Ben's gaze. Ben suddenly uttered a "H'm".

Then he turned his head and stared at the wine glass in his hand.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

And it was Tracy who broke the silence first. "You must know something, right? Otherwise, how could you show up here on time?"

She knew that if she did not speak first, the quiet Ben would not open his mouth.

"That old woman is Charlie's mother."

Ben glanced at Tracy and said casually.

"Pu -"

The wine that Tracy had just tasted was all spat out by the words of Ben.

The wine splashed on her chest and the table.

"Ahem!"

Tracy coughed violently and tears filled her eyes because of choking.

Frowning, Ben reached out his big warm hand to pat her back gently.

"Slow down..."

Ben said as he patted her on the back.

Tracy took a deep breath and wiped the tears off the corner of her eyes. She rolled her eyes at rod and snapped, "it's all because of you. You said 'the mother of the Charlie'

The fact that the old lady was the mother of Charlie astonished Tracy.

All in all, she was that rogue's mother.

No wonder!

Charlie said to her in a serious manner.

"Mother? Charlie's mother was dying? Didn't this woman have an heir? What about Charlie's father? "

Tracy looked at Ben with confusion.

looking at her eager to know the answer, Ben

with a teasing

hell is going on? The old lady's husband is still

Charlie, she thought of Elsa all

no exception.

simple. Even if this woman's son and husband are alive, they have the right to deal with the property under their own

a serious face and patiently explained

matter of law, but it's obviously against human's logic. I have a son and a family. Why do they have to hold a drinking competition for no reason and let strangers

usual people. No one was so squeamish.

even more confused.

was

looked quite

calm, but she

can you stop playing tricks and tell me

couldn't help but entreat.

knew that it was difficult to

often made her

you guess it

the

asked, looking at Ben with her

stepmother?

group would hold

had no

you so

nodded and said, "then you must know

at Ben and asked

Ben must know

know the ins and

However, to her surprise——

"I don't know."

wide open, Tracy asked, "how could that be possible? How

telling the truth. There's no conspiracy at all. The money is earned by the old lady without payment in that wine contest.

you said, I am a villain. I think there

stood up from the sofa excitedly and looked at

result of the competition. It turned out that the old lady had donated the property

conspiracy. Maybe this old lady has her own

she give those to

question struck Ben

old woman, she likes sending people in this way. Anyway, she's going to die, and she has no children. It's useless to

tried

the old saying goes, keep the goodies within the family. She

said, Ben couldn't think of any reason

the necessary research. Wine games

said

Ben for a while, not knowing what to

"That's it."

next to her, because

thing that there is no conspiracy? Do you like scheming

a

like

a neither friendly nor

no choice but to spoil her and did

said, "it's too late. I should

said goodbye to

twinkled, he slowly stood up, his slender body shrouding

smell the booze

a step back

feeling that there was something between her and Ben.

her, Ben's eyes darkened a little, and then he said lightly, "I'll drive you

that, he held her in his

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