The Ex and Her Riches

“Who?” Craig questioned, confused.

“It’s our Mr. Charles! He’s… He’s right at the entrance. He’s alive!”

The more Craig listened, the deeper his frown became.

Hence, he propped himself up to stand.

However, the soreness of his arms and thighs forced him back on the chair. Pushing away the thoughts of his pain, he said, “Let him in.”

When everyone in the dining room saw Charles, they paled as if they had seen a ghost.

Out of everyone, Jasmine was the most agitated. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out, “Charles, is that really you? You survived?”

Charles’ eyes crinkled. “I was lucky to have survived.”

As his gaze drifted toward Craig and Lucas, he greeted, “Craig, Lucas.”

Lucas nodded numbly.

Craig was the one with the least expression and the most composed.

When he stirred his soup, the spoon and the bowl made a crystalline clanking sound. He somberly asked, “If you were alive, why didn’t you send us a message? Does the Newton family not mean anything to you anymore?”

Charles lowered his head and meekly answered, “I’m sorry. I had to go into hiding in order to survive. I know I’ve done wrong to worry you all.”

Hearing that made Craig feel better. “Forget it. I’m glad you’re back. Have you had your dinner?”

“No.”

Craig glimpsed at the housekeeper beside them and said, “Set the table for Charles.”

“No, it’s fine,” Charles said.

His blue eyes were fixed on Craig.

“Craig, I have something I wish to talk to you in private. Is that okay?”

noticed that there was something different

over for the past two

sorrowful Jasmine and Lucas, who seemed to have

kind of expressions are those on your faces? Are you not hungry? If you’re not, go

the dining room, not

the housekeepers and

only ones left in the spacious dining room were Charles and

to the empty seat beside Craig, but he did not sit down. Instead,

his brother was still sensible, so his gloomy expression

on his face was apathetic, and

and kicked up a fuss on the day of my wedding with Gwen. He

the table and urged, “I know about this.

about it. Thinking that I’m dead, he threw my body at a

snorted. “That sounds like

lowered his

luck was on my side, as a hunter who happened to be on the mountain saved me. Mother wanted the international court to sanction Gwen later on, and Cedrick tried to send his men to look for my body on the mountain. I fled to Erihal that night, and I’ve

after quietly listening to

good looks, brains, and combat skills,

by Cedrick in making this trip,

the seat beside him, motioning

had suffered much under Cedrick’s

you, Craig.” Charles took the

have this time? Cedrick is the reason for your downfall, but he’s

not!” Charles hissed, tightening his fists as

and made me lose everything. I had to suffer because of him, and I can’t even come home. despite having one. If I don’t kill him, I’ll live in hatred forever. As long as you help me, Craig. I’ll do everything

soup for a while and mulled over Charles’ words. Then, a stumped look crossed

you, but Cedrick has suspended my work at the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I can only stay at home and wait for more news from the bureau. Therefore, I have to say that there’s nothing

even messing

in his eyes was

director one day and have Cedrick submit to you instead? Don’t you want to take

Craig was silent.

did. He yearned for a day like that until he was close to losing his mind. In fact, he wished he

his half-brother and narrow his eyes, seemingly lost in his