Chapter 1251: Seems Like You Have an Opinion, Uncle

Wayne Bailey's eyes grew even darker.

"I didn't know you ever used email," he asked. "Why would they know about it?"

He felt unbearably jealous in an instant! What else about Anna Jadwin did he not know, he allowed her to have secrets, but why were these secrets shared with other men!

"Back when I used the email, Charles Harrington might have monitored it... I had no idea he knew..."

"And Raphael Bailey?"

"When I was in London, I wrote to him for help..."

"Why not ask for my help?!"

"I was Ms. Scarlett then— I was afraid it could bring disaster to you and our child. But Raphael Bailey was outside this war..."

Whether it was Charles Harrington or Maxwell Cameron, the person they were dealing with was Wayne Bailey. They wouldn't expect Raphael Bailey.

"Forget it," Wayne Bailey suppressed his rage. It was all in the past, and dwelling on it would drive him insane.