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Chapter 239

    ?Chapter 239:


    Previously, Aelfric couldn’t understand why the esteemed Connor would dote on a woman who had children with another man. Even if she was the renowned Dr. Riss, Connor’s actions seemed excessively humble


    Now, he understood everything perfectly. Their marriage was merely a deal—a sham! Clearly, Connor and Riss each had something to gain by pretending to be a couple. Realizing this, Aelfric allowed a knowing smile to cross his face. If Connor could form an alliance with Riss, why couldn’t he? It all came down to mutual interests


    Melinda noticed Aelfric deep in thought and nudged his shoulder. “Aelfric, what’s on your mind? You have to help me get even with Tiffany and teach her a lesson!”


    “From this point forward, don’t aggravate Tiffany. If you encounter her, show her some respect,” Aelfric instructed


    “Why?” Melinda’s eyes widened in shock. “Aelfric, you used to defend me fiercely if anyone dared to bully me. Why is your attitude different when Tiffany is involved? Are you intimidated by Connor? They’re not a real couple. Connor’s affection for her is just for show. What’s there to be scared of?”


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    Aelfric’s brow creased slightly. “I can’ty it all out for you right now, but you have to listen and steer clear of any further conflicts with Tiffany.”


    “I refuse,” Melinda stamped her foot defiantly. “She’s embarrassed me twice now. I need to teach her a lesson!”


    Just as Aelfric was gearing up to scold his stubborn sister, Neil arrived, his two sons in tow. Upon seeing them, Neil, his face etched with worry, blurted out, “Aelfric, I’m at my wit’s end. I had no choice but toe to you for help. You have to assist me. Otherwise, our family’s financial support will crumble!”


    Since Aelfric had unraveled the rtionship between Connor and Riss, his mood had lightened, making him more receptive to Neil’s abrupt visit


    “Neil, please, have a seat,” Aelfric motioned towards the sofa across from him


    Neil sat on the sofa, looking extremely ufortable. Foley and Derek, not daring to sit, remained standing, their faces mirroring the despair they felt


    Aelfric turned to Melinda and said gently, “Melinda, why don’t you go home and rest? We need to talk over some things.”


    Melinda shot Derek a resentful nce, snorted disdainfully, and stormed off. However, she didn’t go far; she lingered just outside the door, secretly listening in on the conversation


    Aelfric cast a nce at Derek’s shiny bald head and inquired, “Why’d you shave your head right before the engagement party?”


    Derek, hesitant to disclose his secret meeting with Marissa, fabricated an excuse. “I didn’t choose to. Someone forced me. Right before the ceremony, this masked person showed up out of nowhere, tackled me, and shaved my head.”


    Aelfric’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “A masked person? Was it a man or a woman? And why shave your head?”


    “It was a woman,” Derek admitted, a hint of guilt in his voice. “She was surprisingly strong and brandished a small knife. She didn’t utter a word. She just pinned me down and shaved my head. I kept quiet to avoid ruining the engagement ceremony. My guess? She must be one of my obsessed fans. When she found out I was getting engaged, jealousy got the better of her, and she did this tosh out.”


    Aelfric’s lips quirked up in disbelief. “So, you think this fan of yours also took the video of your humiliation at the ceremony and posted it online?”


    Derek nodded, looking sheepish. “Probably.”


    Aelfric chuckled dryly. “To infiltrate the Daniels family’s event like that, she must be no ordinary fan. You’ve be quite popr with thedies, haven’t you? Should Melinda be worried?”


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