Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Theodore knew that his grandmother had changed her attitude towards Hansen and the others before she passed away. However, if she didn't agree, he wouldn't let them enter the Godfrey family's genealogy. Yvonne glared at him. "You..."

"Get out! It's our family's business, and it's not up to outsiders to instruct us on what to do," Xavier replied in a deep voice.

Her expression turned sour. It was impossible for her to keep calm. Theodore actually used a dead person to suppress her.

"It seems that I'll let myself down if I don't do anything," she thought to herself.

She snorted. Then, she turned around and walked out.

Theodore stared at her back until she was out of sight and spoke in a low voice, "Why did you provoke her?"

"If I didn't do that, she wouldn't cause trouble. Although Godfrey Group looks calm on the surface, yet in fact, it is already turbulent." Xavier had a strange expression on his cold face, and he looked interested. It seemed that the more serious the matter was, the better it would be.

Theodore didn't say anything else. He turned around and stared out the window. The gloomy rain made him feel uncomfortable. Watching the rain fall slowly, he felt like it was similar to the Godfrey family at this moment, and the continuous drizzle would turn into a flood, rushing towards the whole family.

"Let's go out for lunch. It's been a long time since I had the delicious food from the nearby restaurants," Xavier suggested from behind.

Theodore nodded. After that, he pushed Xavier's wheelchair and they went out.

Both of them came to the restaurant nearby. Although it was raining that day, many people came out to eat.

Xavier ordered a few dishes that he loved to eat. The taste of the dishes was the same as before, and a smile spread across his face. "Sure enough, it still tastes the same."

"The chef hasn't changed, so the taste definitely won't change," Theodore remarked.

"However, people's hearts will change. The boss here is not the same as before," Xavier pointed out while glancing at the person who stood behind the counter.

The boss was very young, but it could be seen from his appearance that he was the former boss' son.

Theodore followed his gaze and chuckled. "People will grow old, and the children will always continue the parents' tradition. It's the same for our family."

Xavier sneered. "Yes, it's the same, but it's also different. Even animals would look after their cubs, but I don't think that parents can't hurt their own children. Children are meaningless when it comes to their personal interests." "What are you going to do now?" Theodore caught a glimpse of his expression. Soon, he picked up a knife and fork on the table to cut the steak.

Xavier glanced at him. "I came here to take a look."

"Who would believe you? You're here to find out the truth, right?" Theodore commented bluntly.

Since many things were revealed, there was no need to beat around the bush.

Xavier pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but his eyes lit up.

"Look, most of the information is with Yvonne. I am just idling around," Theodore replied.

"You have other plans." Xavier pointed it out. He knew his brother too well.

Those who had power in the Godfrey family would not be willing to give up. Theodore looked like he did not seem to care, but in fact, he had already prepared a plan.

He was just waiting for a good show to start.

Rather than saying that Xavier had provoked Yvonne, Theodore was the one who had provoked her.

What she cared the most was whether both of her children could enter the Godfrey family's genealogy. Anyone would be unhappy if they were insulted.

"You can think whatever you want," Theodore responded with a straight face.

They had their meal together pleasantly.

When Xavier went out, the rain had stopped, and the temperature dropped, which made the air cooler.

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He shrank his neck and felt cold. "I'm going back home. I'll come to see you in a few days," he told Theodore.

"Alright." Theodore watched his car stop. Later, Lucas and the security guards lifted him into the car.

Theodore felt pitiful as he witnessed the scene.

It was not until the car had gone far at the corner of the street that he shifted his gaze and was ready to return.

Just as he was turning his back, he saw Wilson's car parked beside his own. The window of the car rolled down, and the two similar faces met each other.

"Let's talk," Wilson pointed out in a serious tone.

Theodore didn't say anything either. He opened the door and got into the car.

Apart from the driver, there was only Wilson in the car.

"You should go out first. I have something to talk to Mr. Theodore about," Wilson ordered the driver.

The driver nodded and got out of the car.

They sat in the car, and neither of them had the intention to speak first.

Both of them were in a stalemate. Wilson spoke first, and his deep voice echoed in the car. "Do we have nothing to say anymore when we meet each other?"

"Xavier has just left. Why didn't you stop him?" Theodore didn't answer his question. Instead, he asked him of his own will.

Wilson's face turned cold as he replied, "He has a grudge against me."

"He does not hold a grudge against you, but he hates you," Theodore admitted.

Wilson's gaze was bitter, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes. He argued, "You're blaming me."

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"Theodore, I'm your father," Wilson didn't want him to talk to him in this manner. Everything he did was for his own good.

Theodore curled up his thin and cold lips, and there was a touch of sarcasm in his gaze.

"Father?" Theodore sneered secretly.

"How did he manage to say such words?" He pondered to himself.

"If you say so to me, it doesn't matter, but if it's Xavier, I'm afraid he'll be angry," he retorted.

Wilson was exasperated, and he looked out the window. Judging from the rhythm of his breathing, it could be seen that he was fuming with rage.

"Mr. Godfrey, let me remind you, don't do pointless matters. If Xavier didn't care about familial ties, I'm afraid that the Godfrey family would have been destroyed long ago."

Wilson's expression was indifferent. He pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What are you talking about? What does this have to do with Xavier?"

"Don't play dumb anymore. Didn't you come to look for me just to find out how much Xavier knows about you? Let me tell you. He knows everything. Mr. Godfrey, what will you do? A few years ago, you destroyed his legs. Do you want to kill him today?" Theodore stared at him with a sneer, and his deep eyes were dispassionate.

Wilson was shocked. For a moment, it was hard for him to distinguish between the truth and the lies.

"If Xavier really knew everything, how could he be so calm?" Wilson fell into deep thought.

Theodore could see that Wilson was hesitating, which was a funny scene to him.

"Sure enough, in his heart, the most important thing was the affairs of his company. Xavier was right. He doesn't think that parents aren't capable of hurting their own children. At least it was wrong in the Godfrey family," he thought to himself. "Grandma hated her son so much, but she only chased him out of the house. However, he wanted to take his son's life, and that was the truth," he couldn't help but sigh internally.

"I really don't know what you're talking about," Wilson suddenly spoke.

"You know well if I'm spurting nonsense or not. I just want to tell you that Xavier's temper is quite irritable right now. If he finds out who was the one who tried to stir things up, he'll ruin Godfrey Group right away. You'd better remember this," Theodore warned. Then, he opened the door and got out of the car.

He left without looking back.