Gluey Love Between Us
Chapter 470

Gossip about his mother had never stopped. He was unwilling to think about what had happened when he was a child.

He always remembered that there had been a good-looking man who had kept up with his mother.

Later, his father had appeared while that man had disappeared into thin air.

His memory was somewhat blurry, and he had deliberately forgotten all those bad things.

Vincent smiled, "Victor, remember what you said today."

After that, he looked at his father. "Dad, let's go. You still have me."

Phillip looked at Victor's stern figure in front with a helpless expression. He did not know why things had turned out like this.

He and his son became enemies.

He silently turned around and left with Vincent.

When they walked to the door, Victor suddenly said, "Vincent, ask your fiancee to clarify this matter herself. Otherwise, I will give this video to major media. I think the slump of the share price of the Jotham Alwynn Group will definitely cause a big sensation in River City."

The threatening tone made Vincent pause his step. He kept silent, biting his lower lip. He was so angry that his eyes narrowed into a slit with killing intent. It seemed Victor was going to fight back. He knew Victor's ability.

He had always been afraid that he would have an immediate conflict with Victor like this.

The hatred between them was not formed in a day or two.

From the moment he entered the Alwynn family, he had sworn that the Alwynn family would belong to him.

Victor and Graciella would lose everything.

But as he grew older, Victor became more and more outstanding. As for him, no matter how hard he tried, he could not surpass Victor.

Vicent counted himself lucky.

But Victor, who did not have good luck, had climbed from the sludge to the clouds singlehandedly.

Over the years, he had been watching Victor strive hard.

Vincent clenched his fists and walked forward.

Looking at him leaving, Anson's anger was greatly vented.

Adonis and Lucian exchanged glances with the chill in their eyes.

Buddy looked at Eden and said apologetically, "Director Bleu, I'm sorry. Today, my mother went too far."

Eden looked up at him. Hearing his sincere apology, Eden said in a calm tone, "It's too late to apologize now. Can you turn back the clock? My daughter didn't do anything wrong. But she got hurt because of me. There were five stitches on her forehead, and her hands and feet are broken. This pain will burrow a hole in her soul!"

When Eden said this, her voice was choked with sobs.

In the past, she had thought that she must have some relationship with the Clement family.

But now, she didn't want to know the truth anymore.

Seeing that Buddy was about to speak again, she took the initiative and said, "Mr. Clement, things have already happened, and you have apologized. You can go now."

Aisling looked at Eden guiltily when she heard that.

She said, "Director Bleu, it was my fault. I was too angry at the time..."

"Mrs. Clement, as a mother, I can understand you are protective of your own daughter. In the future, please don't blame others before you figure things out."

Eden interrupted her. For some reason, she didn't want to face Aisling.

Eden didn't care who she would be for the rest of her life. She believed in fate.

As for her biological parents, she had thought about it. If they were destined to meet, then they would meet again.

Aisling was speechless. She could only look at Eden quietly.

Hearing this, Wyatt let out a sigh.

He eased his mood and looked at Eden, asking, "Eden, do you remember me?"

Only then did Eden look at Wyatt. She smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I do."

Her words made Wyatt's throat ache. He said in a trembling voice, "It's good that you remember me. I owe you a 'personal debt', and I've always wanted to treat you a meal. But after today's incident, it seems that I owe you much more than before." Wyatt's voice was more kind than ever.

Even Buddy felt somewhat unbelievable. His father had never spoken to him in such a loving tone.

He had always talked to Eden with great care.

Could it be...

Buddy suddenly looked at Eden. Could it be that the person her father had been looking for was Eden?

He asked, "Dad, you stopped going your office during this period. Director Bleu is the very person you are looking for?"

Upon hearing this, Wyatt felt a little embarrassed and smiled.

Eden raised her eyes and looked at Wyatt in confusion.

Wyatt looked at her puzzled eyes and quickly explained, "I slipped over in the restaurant last time, and Eden helped me up. I felt that this girl was quite kind, so I wanted to find her and repay her." Eden finally felt relieved. She lowered her head in silence.

Aisling and Buddy both knew that Wyatt had lied about the reason why he had been looking for Eden.

Aisling glanced at Eden. How could she be...

But what was that d*mned Haven thinking? She would get married soon, but she was still discontenting with her lot.

It was also her own choice to marry Vincent. Now, what else did she have to be upset about?

Victor had been staring at Aisling's reaction. But to his disappointment, she still felt that it was impossible.

But Uncle Wyatt was different. He suspected Eden was his daughter.

Otherwise, he would not have been constantly searching for her.

He said, "Uncle Wyatt, you should go back first."

Wyatt glanced at Eden and felt a little reluctant to leave. But he also knew that they had to go. He would come again tomorrow.

"Okay!" He nodded, glanced at Gia on the bed, and frowned slightly. This child resembled Eden very much.

Aisling glanced at him and said impatiently, "Let's go!"

Wyatt slowly withdrew his gaze and walked out.

Buddy also said goodbye to everyone and then left.

Victor glanced at Anson and the other two.

Anson nodded with a look of understanding and said, "Eden, we should leave too. Have a good rest."

Eden smiled and said, "Thank you."

Lucian's red lips curled up and he said with a smile, "Looks like Director Bleu can't drink my coffee anytime soon."

When Eden heard this, she smiled, "Mr. Bonen's coffee tastes good, and it's not very bitter." She didn't like bitter things, but Lucian's coffee was delicious. When Victor heard this, he felt somewhat jealous.

The coffee he made was also very good. Why didn't she like it?