Chapter 331: Chapter 330: The Pain of Losing a Child
"Daisy..." It took quite a while before Lady Stephens spoke in a somewhat panicked voice, "I, I don’t know... I, I’ll call Edward and ask him now..."
She hastily picked up the landline from the coffee table, ready to dial Edward Stephens, but Daisy stopped her.
Daisy helplessly reached out and pressed down on Lady Stephens’ hand, speaking softly, "What good will it do for you to call him now?"
Lady Stephens looked at her, pale and somewhat at a loss. Daisy gazed intently into Lady Stephens’ eyes and could tell that she truly seemed unaware of the situation.
She was well-protected by her two sons, living a worry-free life, doing whatever she pleased, with someone always covering for her when she made mistakes.
She had been deceived by such a naive and foolish woman for an entire year. If not for Robert Stephens having ulterior motives and informing her of the truth, she might have been kept in the dark for the rest of her life.
Daisy smirked slightly in her heart when she heard Lady Stephens cautiously ask her, "Then... what should we do? Daisy, I really don’t know..."
"I know." Daisy interrupted her, "You call Robert Stephens, have him talk to Edward Stephens."
She recalled last time when Robert Stephens took her to the United States and showed her Edward Stephens’ grave just to force her and him to divorce.
And now, his brother was going to take her to settle in Chicago; with that man’s controlling nature, he surely wouldn’t allow it, right?
Daisy had been pondering for days but found no way to escape Edward Stephens’ control. She was helpless, broke, and had nothing to fight against him with.
After much thought, the only hope she could place was in Robert Stephens.
The young man sitting in a wheelchair brought her unspeakable fear, like a black hole capable of swallowing everything. She couldn’t even gaze at him for long. If she could, she really didn’t want to involve him.
She didn’t have Robert Stephens’ contact information. After Edward Stephens sent her back to Banyan City, Robert had not contacted her again.
She couldn’t understand his intentions, but at least in terms of separating her from Edward Stephens, their interests should align, right?
She could only have Lady Stephens contact him to test his stance.
Upon hearing this, Lady Stephens was also stunned for a moment. After a long while, she replied hesitantly, "Daisy, I, I don’t have Robert’s phone number either..."
Daisy didn’t expect this answer, slightly frowning as she looked at her.
"I’m not lying to you." Lady Stephens seemed very ashamed, "Robert isn’t my child, and we aren’t close. Besides, he often changes numbers. Unless he contacts me first, the numbers I have are no longer valid."
"... "
As if she feared Daisy wouldn’t believe her, Lady Stephens hurriedly stood up from the sofa, "Alright, Daisy, I’ll go with you to find Edward. I’ll talk to him; what he’s doing really is too much."
"... " Daisy sank back into the sofa, feeling despondent.
Find Edward Stephens?
What good would that do?
Besides Robert Stephens, who could now hold him in check, who else could prevent his whims?
Having returned to Chicago to inherit the Stephens Group, Edward Stephens would likely wield even more power, and even his own brother might have to yield to him.
Thinking about what lay ahead, Daisy felt troubled.
She, who had always hated being manipulated, found herself repeatedly deceived by those closest to her during these days.
Not just one, but two people were playing her.
Yet, she was powerless to resist and could only swallow her grievances in silence.
Grinding her teeth, Daisy stood up from the sofa, ignoring Lady Stephens as she walked silently towards the door.
"Daisy?"
Lady Stephens was taken aback, reaching out quickly to stop her as she saw Daisy walking out expressionlessly.
Daisy, with her back to her, said in a cold voice, "How can you face him after hurting me like this?"
Lady Stephens shuddered all over, releasing her grip on Daisy’s sleeve slowly.
Her eyes gradually reddened.
Daisy no longer bothered to look at her. She was filled with resentment and didn’t want to see these people ever again.
Her humble pleas, her attempts at reasoning, the abject begging to let her go—all were ignored. Everyone saw her as easy prey to manipulate and bend at will.
In a hurry, she walked out the door, spotting the black Bentley parked right outside.
Daisy paused slightly, surprised that he had arrived just after she did. Gently pursing her lips, she stopped at the entrance, observing the young man in the driver’s seat.
Upon noticing her gaze, the man in the driver’s seat turned his head slightly, with dark eyes looking at her.
Daisy, without pretenses, opened the car door and got in.
Inside the house, Lady Stephens rushed out, calling out when she saw Edward Stephens, "Edward!"
Edward looked at her and responded, "Mom."
Lady Stephens gazed at her son, feeling an unfamiliarity about him today.
In a low voice, she asked, "Is what Daisy said... true?"
Edward’s expression remained unchanged, "What did she say?"
"Did you really act against Daisy’s company? I’ve been feeling something was off in the news these days; turns out it was your doing. Edward," Lady Stephens earnestly held onto the car door, saying to him, "You can’t do this; what you’re doing is wrong!"
Edward seemed to smile a little, remarkably managing to smile even at a time like this.
He turned his head, speaking gently to his mother, "Mom, stay out of our business. Daisy and I will handle it ourselves."
His tone was as calm as usual, those few words sounded like he was coaxing her.
Lady Stephens was almost coaxed into nodding, only to realize that Edward was just placating her.
"Edward, you..." She furrowed her brow, about to say something more, but Edward had already rolled up the window, shutting her out.
"Daisy and I are going home for dinner," he said to Lady Stephens, "I forgot to tell you; I’m going back to Chicago tomorrow, just letting you know now."
"... " Lady Stephens stood at the door, watching Edward’s car speed away, a bit dazed.
The evening breeze was slightly chilly, and for some reason, in this warm spring evening, she felt an unbearable coldness.
Had she really done something wrong?
She simply didn’t want to lose another son after losing one already.
She had already endured one heart-wrenching pain and didn’t want to go through the anguish of losing a son once more.
She thought she had devised a foolproof plan, one that would save both Daisy and Edward, but in the end, no one could forgive her.