The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1132

When Desmond received the call from Mango, he was shocked. At that time, he was washing Marissa's mother's feet. Then, he recalled how Mango had been under the spell of vermin not too long ago, he said, "Auntie, I'll pick up this call first." After saying that, Desmond stood up directly. However, before he could leave, Victoria knocked over the basin under her feet.

"Why are you so busy all day? Don't you even have time to wash my feet? If Marissa is still here, she would do everything for me, not to mention washing my feet. You said that you will treat me the same way as she treated me, but now? Huh? It's all lies! Desmond, you must listen to me now. You bought this house, yeah, but don't forget why Marissa died!"

Victoria's voice was very sharp.

Desmond's heart, which had not fully healed, was torn apart again.

Marissa's death was a taboo for Desmond. If it was someone else who mentioned it, he would definitely shut that person up. However, this person was Marissa's mother, so Desmond had to accept it.

"Auntie, I really need to get going, I'll get you a basin of water again when I get back."

Desmond said humbly.

Victoria got furious when she saw Desmond like this.

Why was he still alive?

He was just a lab rat, why should his daughter die for him?

As soon as she saw Desmond, Victoria thought of her daughter Marissa. If she could control the situation, she would rather Desmond die instead of her daughter.

"Get out! Don't be an eyesore in front of me! I'll get angry when I see you."

Victoria growled angrily and threw the stuff beside her directly at Desmond.

It was more agonizing to bear the mental pain than the physical pain. Desmond endured it silently, then he turned around and left the room.

Victoria continued to swear behind him.

Desmond was afraid that Mango would think too much after hearing this. Therefore, he took his phone and walked a short distance away from the room before reverting back. "Madam, what can I do for you?"

Desmond's voice was as chilly as always.

Mango frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Why did it take so long for you to answer the call?"

"Something happened just now."

Desmond was being vague.

"Is it urgent? Why not I call you later?"

Mango felt embarrassed.

Although Desmond was her helper, there were many things needed to be dealt with in the new Dark Night Empire. It was impossible for him to be at her service almost at instant, she lacked consideration on that.

Desmond said faintly, "It's okay, I've finished the task, just say what's on your mind."

Mango sighed.

Desmond was always like this. Since Marissa passed away, he had been confining himself in his own world, no one could get in and he would not get out.

In fact, Desmond was quite pitiful.

Mango softened her tone.

"Nothing, I just want you to prepare for the special training so that you can pick up some people from the Dark Night Empire, I may need them during the new years."

"Is something going to happen?"

Desmond was a sensitive person. Mango usually did not use the men in Dark Night Empire, there must be something going on.

Mango nodded and said, "Yes, there was news that Bernard might take action on the new year's day. It's always good to be on guard."

"Okay, I'll go and deal with it right away."

Desmond said quickly.

He could not be careless in anything related to Mango.

Mango hurriedly said, "There's no rush. Desmond, it's almost New Year, you should also give yourself a break, you can't always work. I think Haniya isn't busy recently, so why don't the two of you make time to watch a movie or something?"

"Madam, I'm busy, I've got a lot of things to do in the Dark Night Empire. I really don't have time to think about romance. Besides, Haniya isn't suitable for me, she'll meet a better man than me, someone who cherishes her, I'm not the right person."

Desmond interrupted Mango in time.

"How do you know that you're not her right person if you haven't tried? I think Haniya is a good person. Both of you are quite a good match."

It was almost the new years, and Mango suddenly felt as if she had become Cupid.

Desmond whispered, "Ma'am, you know, I only love Marissa."

"But Marissa is dead. If she was still alive, I would also hope that you two can lead a happy life."

"Well talk about it later, I'll hang up first."

Desmond hung up the phone immediately. When he turned around, he saw Victoria standing behind him, glaring at him.

"Well, now I know why don't you care about me, turns out that you've got someone outside. My daughter gave up her life for you! And you dared find some other girl in less than a year after her death? Huh? Desmond, are you planning on killing me and Mr. Lahore now? Or drive both of us out?"

Victoria's voice was shrill, it was unpleasant and sharp like a knife scraping on glass.

Desmond frowned slightly and whispered, "Auntie, you think too much, I won't fall in love with anyone anymore, I don't want anyone except Marissa."

"Don't lie! What's the name of that woman just now? Tell me, I'll see if she looks more beautiful than my daughter. Otherwise, how could she have taken your soul away?"

Upon hearing Victoria's words, Desmond frowned.

"Auntie, I'm not seeing anyone, really! You must have heard wrongly."

"Are you implying that I'm deaf? Huh? Desmond, are you starting to dislike me now?"

"No, aunt, I didn't mean that!"

Desmond still wanted to say something, but Victoria slapped him instead.

"Did I allow you to explain? Did I allow you to talk? Desmond, don't think that you're someone just because the Ye family and Mango gave you support. I'm trying to wake you up by slapping you! I'm trying to make you understand who you are! You're just a test subject, a monster, look at your eyes, your hair and blood. Do you think you're human? A creature like you should be caged and drawn out blood for research so that you can also contribute something to society. Hah! In the end, we let you out. You didn't just kill Marissa, but you still want to continue troubling others? Desmond, who do you think you are, huh?"

After Victoria finished venting her anger, she spat at Desmond and then left in anger.

Desmond had heard this kind of abuse many times since he was a child, he thought he would be numb, but he still felt a little sad.

Turned out he really thought about it too much.

Was it because Nathaniel and Mango had given him too much respect until he forgot the fact that he was originally a monster?

Was it because after he managed the Dark Night Empire that he felt like he was needed by everyone?

In fact, nobody in this world needed him, right?

Except for Marissa, no one really needed him.

It was snowing, but Desmond felt that it was colder in the heart.

He was feeling upset since Marissa did not take him away with her in the beginning. And now he had to live here alone in this rotting world like a zombie.

The snowflakes quickly covered his hair, and a string of his hair was dangling down in front of him, blocking his vision.

It was his blue hair.

Desmond suddenly felt that his blue hair was extremely an eyesore to him.

If Marissa had not said that she liked his blue hair, he really had an impulse to shave all of it.

Desmond felt heartbroken, but he still had to live.

Not for other reasons, but for Marissa's request before she died. Also, he had to take care of the two elders in the Fang family until they were dead one day. To show the respect for Nathaniel and Mango, he had to also fulfill everything that they ordered.

His life was not his anymore.

He could not be willful and obstinate.

Victoria was right, he had already caused Marissa's death, he could not trouble Haniya.

Thinking of Haniya, Desmond was in a trance.

A sense of warmth rose from the bottom of his heart, but he forced it out of his body.

He was cold-hearted, he did not deserve any happiness and the warmth from the others, he did not want to waste all her time even on a woman like Haniya.

Desmond took a deep breath, then he turned around and left.

Mango did not know about the situation on Desmond's side. After she finished the phone call, she planned to talk to Nathaniel about Desmond. Suddenly, she remembered that Nathaniel was also settling some problems.

She could only sit back on her bed, so boring.

The program that she was watching just now had also become dull.

Mango thought that she still had a movie and television company. Although Clarissa would not have any big problems if she was in control of the company, Mango would at least need to give the employees some gifts as well as the annual bonuses.

Thinking of this, Mango took out her phone and contacted Clarissa.

After Nathaniel came into the study, he quickly turned on his phone and saw an email.

This should be the email address that his subordinate had mentioned.

Only a few people knew that Nathaniel had excellent technology skills, there was no need to let everyone know.

He quickly typed a series of codes on the computer, and soon, the IP address of the last login appeared.

It was actually from Angolla!

Nathaniel frowned.

Was it Bernard?

No way!

If it was Bernard, he would definitely not allow himself to appear in the camera, this was undoubtedly exposing himself. The reporter said that he would upload every picture of the daily routine of Mango and Nathaniel. If it really was Bernard, then it was impossible for him to have ignored his face in those photos.

However, who else could it be if it was not Bernard?

Was it Magnolia?

Magnolia was doing all of these, was it because she cared for Mango and I or was she planning something else?

Nathaniel was really annoyed by these people.

It seemed that the hidden danger around Mango had not been cleared, which made Nathaniel very helpless and annoyed.

He quickly searched the email and logged into the email address, but there was a firewall being set up, and it was a highly-secured one.

Nathaniel had not encountered such a challenge for a long time.

It seemed that the other side was also an expert.

No wonder he dared to simply send emails to the reporter.

Nathaniel's mouth curved up slightly, and his fingers were tapping on the keyboard. Two minutes later, the firewall was finally broken.

Looking at the real IP address shown on the computer, Nathaniel's expression changed.