Chapter 20 Found Support

Olivia noticed Charles, who had just walked in. She gave Daphne a derisive glare, but her eyes were secretly sizing up Charles.

The man’s presence alone was enough to tell her that he wasn’t a normal person. ‘When did she find this guy?’

Charles remained standing in his spot after entering the room. He placed his hands in the pockets of his pants. He wasn’t standing up for Daphne, looking very amused.

“And I was wondering what gave you the nerve to cut ties with your father. Looks like you’ve found support!” Olivia continued taunting her. She had clearly misunderstood the relationship between Daphne and Charles.

“Tell me, is Joan here with you? Give her back to me!” Daphne couldn't be bothered to explain anything. She stared fixedly at Olivia as she spoke.

“Joan? Why would you want that old thing?” Olivia was taken aback, then suddenly returned to her senses, stared straight at Daphne, and screamed, “And I was wondering where that old bag had run off to. So you’ve taken her away! Hey, aren’t you supposed to be independent? So why did you take one of our servants along to serve you?”

“Joan isn’t serving me! I’m warning you, Olivia, give her back to me, or I’ll call the police!”

Daphne’s small face was red with rage.

“You’ve got some nerve! How dare you speak to me like that!” Olivia strode quickly downstairs, lifted her hand, and landed a vicious slap, right across Daphne’s face!

Daphne couldn’t avoid it in time. The slap whipped her to the side and threw her glasses onto the ground.

Charles frowned. He lifted his leg and moved to help Daphne to her feet. “Are you alright?” he asked.

Daphne cradled her cheek in one hand and shook her head.

“You’re just going to get even more conceited unless I teach you a lesson, aren’t you? How dare you threaten me with the police? Get out! Or I will call the police! What are you doing, intruding my house in the dead of night?”

Olivia glared at Daphne viciously, as if that slap wasn’t enough to appease her anger.

“Why don’t you say that again?” Charles suddenly spoke up.

The ice-cold look in his eyes frightened Olivia. However, she remembered that this was her house. Thus, she swallowed, forced herself to look calm, and replied, “What? Am I supposed to speak just because you’ve asked me to? Who do you think you are? Get out, or I will call the police!”

“Heh…” Charles smirked.

“What’s with all that racket?” Wesley’s voice suddenly sounded from the top of the stairs. He stared at Olivia irritably. “It’s the middle of the night. Why are you making a commotion? Are you trying to keep me awake?”

“Honey, look at this daughter of yours! She’s come all the way here in the middle of the night just to pick a fight with me. I have no idea what I’d done to her!” Olivia replied.

Daphne hung her head in silence, with one hand over her cheek. The corners of her lips curved into a sarcastic smile.

‘What bogus accusations.’

“Daphne?” Only then did Wesley turn to look at her. He paused, stunned. Then, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he ran downstairs.

“Why are you running? She’s cut you off, and you’re still so eager to see her?” Olivia scolded.

Wesley really couldn’t be bothered with Olivia at this point. He hurried downstairs and stared at Charles eagerly. He didn’t even have the time to catch his breath. “M-m-m-Mr. Siegfried! W-what are you doing here?” he stammered.

Wesley’s company depended on orders from Charles’s company to gain profit.

He had only seen Charles from afar a few times. Today was his first time meeting him at such close proximity.

Olivia was in shock. She wasn’t a fool. She knew that something wasn’t right when she saw Wesley’s reaction. She stared at Charles, too afraid to yell anymore.

Charles helped Daphne to her feet, picked up the glasses on the ground, and gave them to her. He glanced at Wesley with disdain, lowered his head, and said to Daphne, “Four-eyes, you can say whatever you want to him.”

Then, Wesley turned to look at Daphne. He noticed her cradling her cheek and frowned.

Daphne paused momentarily, then looked up at Wesley and said, “Mr. Montgomery, I’ve come to your house today to see Joan. Please give her back to me, and I’ll leave at once. I won’t take up any more of your time!”

Wesley’s face turned into an unsightly color. “What are you saying, Daphne?”

“Mr. Montgomery, please give Joan back to me. Joan is the only family I have here!” Daphne said, emphasizing every syllable.

She looked into Wesley’s eyes—her gaze no longer held any form of familial sentiment.

Wesley frowned. He was just about to scold Daphne but remembered that Charles was here. Hence, he had no choice but to swallow his anger. “Joan hasn’t been home for hours. She’s not here!”

‘Joan isn’t here…’

Daphne frowned. ‘Impossible! Joan wouldn’t go anywhere else in G City. If she’s not in the Montgomerys’ villa, where is she?’

Daphne was just about to speak up again when the phone in her bag rang, startling her. She pulled it out.

It was an unknown number. Daphne frowned and stepped aside to answer the call.

Wesley looked at Daphne, then immediately plastered a smile on his face. He stared at Charles earnestly, trying to please him at every turn.

Charles glanced at Olivia, who had turned positively green, with a forced smile on his face. A cold light flashed across his eyes.

He wasn’t interested in other people’s family affairs, but no one has ever had the nerve to yell at him!

The color on Daphne’s face slowly drained during her conversation, which lasted less than a minute. She ended the call and ran to Charles. Then, she grabbed him by the arm. “Take me to the hospital. To the hospital!” she said in a trembling voice.

Charles turned around and stared at Daphne. ‘Do I look like a chauffeur to her?’

“Please! Joan’s been in an accident. I need to get to the hospital!” Daphne was close to a breakdown. Her beautiful little face was all scrunched up. No one could bear refusing her at the sight of that.

Charles shook his head internally. He had a horrible weakness for damsels in distress…

‘Forget it. Nick likes this girl. I can always get him to pay me back some other time.’

“Come on.” Charles raised his brow in a dashing manner and walked off, completely ignoring Wesley, who was still talking to him.

“Thank you, thank you!” Daphne nearly burst into tears of gratitude as she ran after him.

Wesley, who was behind them, stared at the doorway with an ugly look on his face. He turned around and roared at Olivia, “What did you say? Do you have any idea what you’ve just done? You’ve offended our source of wealth!”

Olivia curled her lips, hardened her mouth, and yelled right back, “How dare you yell at me! How should I know who he is? I thought that he was just some rich idiot who’s been stupid enough to fall for her tricks! All you do is yell at me. She’s pushed me around, and now you’re doing the same…”

Wesley’s eyes were as wide as copper bells. He stared at Olivia as she shed crocodile tears, so enraged that he couldn’t speak.

…

The high-performance sports car zoomed away from the villa beautifully, speeding toward the hospital.

Daphne sat in the front seat in silence, clutching onto her phone.