Chapter 1301
Bard nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "To have Romeo stand up for you ande all
this way on your behalf, it just goes to show how deep your bond is."
Off to the side, Gordon''s eyes dimmed with a tinge of jealousy. The car ride earlier nearly suffocated
him with their disy of affection.
"Besides this, how has he been treating you in private?" Bard inquired, peering at his niece with
concern.
He had heard a thing or two about Romeo''s reputation and worried that his innocent and kind-hearted
niece might be at a disadvantage.
"Like, does he treat you differently than others? Is he loyal to you? Can he resist temptations from the
outside world? Does he take extra care of you in daily life? Is he willing to change for you? Can he
sense your moods and provide the utmost understanding and share your troubles?"
“He does all of that,” Arabe assured with conviction, surprising her uncle a bit.
"He not only invests emotionally, but he also goes out of his way to support my career. He takes care of
the smallest details in our life, always puts me first, and strives to be the best, not wanting to disappoint
me. He gives me a sense of security and wants to be by my side, no matter the circumstance."
Bard hadn''t expected his niece to hold Romeo in such high regard. It seemed the two were truly
devoted to each other.
He chuckled, “This is the first time I''ve heard you praise someone like this. It looks like he''s doing a
great job. I can rest easy now. Once all this mess is over, bring him over to the house, and we''ll
properly thank him."
“And please, Uncle Bard, don''t forget about Gordon. He got hurt earlier trying to protect me.
Gordon, overhearing the mention of his name, felt an unexpected flutter in his heart.
“Are you injured?" Bard turned his attention to Gordon, now understanding why he''d looked pale and
under the weather since arriving.
“It''s nothing serious, sir. Ms. Be has already treated it, and Mr. Romeo helped too,’ Gordon
reassured.
"You should go back and rest."
"Sir, we still haven''t gotten to the bottom of Mr. Elliot''s case"
“That can wait. Let him stew for a bit longer."
Bard intended to make Mr. Elliot sweat.
"Go on back. Be and I have more to discuss."
Once Gordon had excused himself, Bard had Arabe sip some hot tea before they went down to the
basement to confront Mr. Elliot.
Seeing them approach, Mr. Elliot struggled desperately. “Sir, please, I beg you to spare my family. I''ll
tell you everything I know!"
Someone brought over a chair for Bard, and he sat down, expressionless, as he questioned the
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captive. "Do you remember, a few years back, same kind of weather. We were on a business trip to the
Gatlin Mountains, and we were ambushed. You risked your life to save me. Was that deliberate, or did
you genuinely want to save me?"
Mr. Elliot, tears streaming down, admitted with shame, "Back then, I indeed wanted to earn your trust."
"So, every time you ‘saved’ me, every task you did on my behalf, was it all just to deliver a fatal blow
when the time was right?"
“I was just following orders. Sir, I confess. It was me who ced Bowen, Arthur, and those four maids
inside the house to seize the opportunity to kill Mr. Darren and you. It was Alexander of Mafia Rock
who ordered me to do it!
Bard remained silent, his thoughts unreadable.
"Sir, I have a secret, worth the lives of my entire family. You''ll definitely want to know this secret! It''s
about your wife."
At the mention of his wife, Bard''s gaze sharpened.
“Let my family go, and I''ll tell you everything I know, including where your wife is!"
Bard''s emotions roiled. Could it be possible that his wife was still alive?
How could that be?
“You better start talking,’ one of Bard''s men threatened, gripping Mr. Elliot''s throat tighter.
Mr. Elliot, bound by ropes, was nearly gasping for air.