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Chapter 720
But no matter how terrible she was, in this incomplete home, besides his grandfather, his mother was the only
family he had.
If possible, he hoped that his mother could put down all her crooked thoughts, properly accept Fia, and live with her
peacefully.
At the family residence, the housekeeper came flying over to open the car door.
“Master Maxwell, you’re back.”
Conrad nodded, opened the door to the passenger seat, and helped Fia out of the car.
“Where is my mother now?”
“Madam is upstairs. I’ll report to her.” The housekeeper was very happy. His Master and Young Madam had not
returned for a long time and this residence was too lonely. How nice it would be if they could return more often.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No need. We’ll go up ourselves,” Conrad said.
“Alright, sure. My wife and I will go and buy some food. In the afternoon, we can have a meal together with the both
of you.”
Conrad looked at Fia, respectfully asking for her opinion. “Do you want to stay for lunch?”
“Sure,” Fia agreed.
The housekeeper called his wife and they happily went shopping.
The bodyguards in the courtyard saw the both of them and respectfully greeted them. “Mr. Maxwell, Mrs. Maxwell.”
Conrad was in a good mood, so he said, “Today, all of you can be on leave. You can return at night for duty.”
“Thank you, Mr. Maxwell. Thank you, Mrs. Maxwell!” The few bodyguards were quite happy and planned to
return home and visit their own families.
Seeing them leave, Fia smiled faintly. “Looks like it is tying them up by making them work here.”
Conrad said, “Just the housekeeper and nanny alone is insufficient to keep her in line.”
Conrad held Fia’s hand as they went upstairs, finding Beryl in the living room on the second floor.
Like a drunk woman, she was leaning on the sofa, her hair in a mess, her clothes untidy, and her mouth full of
curses.
Those words were very unpleasant to hear. She was scolding a man who let her down, scolding an unfilial son, and
scolding a despicable tramp.
Conrad’s face instantly turned extremely unsightly as he let go of Fia’s hand and strode forward, picking up a rug
on the ground and throwing it on Beryl.
Beryl regained some of her senses and sat up with the support of the sofa and she looked at Conrad.
“Son? My son, you’ve come to see me!”
She happily stood up. “Have you forgiven me, and you won’t keep me prisoned here?”
Conrad looked at her half muddled eyes. She had tears falling just like when he was young, the sorrow
and despair she had when she did not manage to wait for the return of her husband.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe could not help but soften. Fia said she wanted to come and see you, fearful that you are not living well,”
Beryl frowned and her shaky vision noticed Fia nearby. Because of the alcohol, her brain was slow and she shouted,
“Despicable tramp!”
“Shut up!” Conrad was enraged and ashamed.
No son would wish for an uncultured mother to curse at his wife!
“Conrad, you are my son. I’m your mother!” Beryl started to shout in sadness. “Why do both of us have to fall into
such a state? Why?!”
She looked at Fia. “What exactly have you done to my son? He clearly wasn’t like this in the past!”
Fia went forward and forcefully gave a smile. “I have never objected to him being a filial son. As to why he would
become the way he is, you should reflect more on yourself”
Beryl glared at Fia. “You lie! It’s all because of you! Because of you, he disowned his family and was willing to even
take action against Esme!”
Conrad’s expression became as dark as it could get. If it were anyone else, he would not give in even a little bit.
Fia noticed that he was angered beyond words and she held his arm and gently patted it.
“It’s alright. I’m not angry.”
Conrad looked at her. “You have been aggrieved.”
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