Chapter127

Chris'Pov

Sittingintheyardbaskinginthesun,theweatherisverycomfortable,neithercoldnorhot.

Thereisacupof"milk"teanexttome,holdingabookinmyhand,andmylifeiscoolandwarm.

Ifeellikehidinginaneggshellandbeingwellprotected.

Amessagecameinonthemobilephone,whichwassentbyWarren."Watchthenews."

WhenIopenedthecurrentaffairsnews,themoststrikingheadlinewastheWilsonGrouppresident'sloveaffairexposed,andmyfaceturnedwhitewhenIsawthisheadline.

Warren,hasthismadmanexposedmeandhim?Inthiscase,whatwillIdowithmyUncleinthefuture?

Fortunately,whenIclickedin,heonlyexposedhehadfellinlovewithsomeone,buthehasn'texposedtheidentityforthetimebeing.

IsentamessagebacktoWarren,"Mr.Warren,whatthehellareyoudoing?"

"Chris,comebacktome.Letbygonesbebygones.Icangiveyouwhateveryouwant."

"Mr.Warren,whyareyousostubborn?IsaidIdon'tlikeyou,andIcan'tcomebacktoyou!"Idon'tknowhowstubbornthismanis.