Chapter <b>218 </b>
Mema
After watching the excitement, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and the courtyard became quiet again.
Charlotte broke free from Jaxson’s grasp and approached Maggie. Everyone <i>has </i>left. You don’t need to pretend anymore, Jaxson. You are not wee here.”
Jaxson looked down at the lingering warmth on his fingertips, his eyes dark and brooding for a moment, I can leave, but he has to leave too.”
Reynald just smiled and did not give any response.
Reynald was a guest of our family, the Sutton family, and you had no right to interfere with hisings and goings.”
“Charlotte, Jaxson lifted his eyelids, fixed on her face, his gaze intense, only calling her name, but without further words.
Mr. Hamilton, Reynald was invited by me, Maggie stood in front of Charlotte, looking sad, sorrowful<b>, </b>and resentful, During the days of Lottie’s father’s funeral, Reynald was helping out. I invited him to have a meal at home to repay this kindness.*
Mr. Hamilton, in consideration of Lottie’ste father, please stop making things difficult for us, the Sutton family. I am the only one left in the Sutton family. Do you still want me?”
Jaxson felt a heavy pressure in his chest, his face tense.
For a while, he rxed his brows and spoke gently, “Mother–in–<iw</i>, I am <b>very </b><b>sorry </b>about <i>what </i>happened to father–inw. I will investigate <b>it </b>thoroughly.”
Please go ahead.”
Maggie entered the house, with Charlotte following closely behind.
He never gave him a nce from <b>start </b>to finish.
Reynald passed by Jaxson’s side, his gaze meeting his, with a hint of a provocative smile.
Jaxson’s eyes turned cold.
Inside the house, Maggie was busy in the kitchen.
Charlotte came over to help her. Maggie, with a worried look on her face, was chopping vegetables. “Let’s find a time to <b>transfer </b><b>your </b>brother to a different hospital. It was wrong of mom to <b>ept </b>his arrangement so hastily before. We shouldn’t have let Charlie be <i>at </i><b>the </b><b>mercy </b><b>of </b>others.”
Her eyes welled up with <b>tears</b><b>, </b>she turned her head and wiped them away<b>, </b>filled with regret<b>, </b>“Mom is now afraid that he will <b>do </b>something to Charlie.”