Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 2090 Tables Have Turned

“I see.” Realization dawned on Robin. “You sure are meticulous, but I believe Ms. Felch is a reasonable person. She will not blame you for what you’ve done. Those people were plotting to harm you. Anyone with a right mind would retaliate.”

“You might be right, but people will always sympathize with the weak, especially doctors.” William was certain about what he had just said. “Francesca might be on my side now, but when she hears the piteous wails of those families in the future, she might waver…”

A bitter smile formed on William’s lips as he spoke. “Just like my beloved grandpa. Does he really not know how my parents died?”

He knows. Nevertheless, when the other families begged and pleaded for mercy, his heart softened, and he decided not to punish them as they were his flesh and blood. After all, those who died can never be revived, but those who are alive have to continue living. As ironic as it is, it’s part of human nature.

William raised his head and looked out the window, staring at the countless stars shining in the vast night sky. Mixed emotions filled his gaze.

Great sorrow was written on his face as he remembered something grievous.

Soon, however, the sorrow was replaced by a chilling sense of hatred.

Twenty years had passed. When he was five, he had been pushed off a horse by his cousin and was trampled on the ground by the horse, which resulted in him being severely injured and crippled. After the incident, he had overheard that it was all a scheme.

The only way to completely destroy the last hope of William’s family was to kill off everyone in the household. They had wanted William dead.

lose his life. Instead, he

they had

the sole reason he was still alive was

had intentionally revealed to the public that the company he

to his late parents when his treatment

to give his enemies an

upon return, his grandfather whom he had not

had founded obtained such brilliant achievements and had hinted to everyone in

not dare to harm

William the perfect

had Francesca as his trump

Highness. I will get the

grown up with William’s father and had witnessed every tear and every laughter in the household. He was also with William every step of the way when the latter crawled his

a journey filled with blood, sweat,

hoped that

the window, William narrowed his eyes as he stared at the people outside. “Those lot has been staring at us for a while now. If you leave now, you would most likely be murdered before you even made it to