All Too Late novel Chapter 484

Chapter 484 A Favorable Outcome

Theodore stroked his ruined beard and grinned helplessly. “I knew I couldn’t hide it from you.”

Kathleen looked at him impassively.

“You want to work with me?” Theodore was quite direct.

Kathleen nodded in response.

“You don’t mind that I’d shot you and captured your daughter in the past?” Theodore seemed surprised.

“Of course I do,” Kathleen said flatly. “But, right now, I need to work with you.”

Theodore narrowed his eyes. “You learn quickly.”

“But I need to know your motives,” she added coldly, “and what you’re expecting.”

Theodore’s gaze darkened. “Simple. I want to avenge my son!”

“The one they said was pushed off the cliff by you?” Kathleen knitted her brows.

“Even a vicious tiger will not eat its cubs.” There was a cold glint in his cloudy eyes. “I didn’t kill my son. Trevor did!”

“Why?” Kathleen was shocked.

“Why do you think? My son was the heir to the Hoover family. He would inherit the family assets,” Theodore exclaimed angrily. “He was a frail kid, to begin with. Yet, Trevor pushed him off a cliff. All these years, I never had the chance to come to Fairlake to end him. Now, he thinks I’m dead. His attention is on all of you now.”

“Ha!” Kathleen sneered. “So that’s your plan. In other words, you’re afraid that Trevor might find you here.”

Theodore was speechless.

Kathleen tossed the man’s fake beard on the table.

“What do you want?” Theodore asked in return.

“As I said, I want to work with you,” she replied calmly. “Craft a disguise for me. Tomorrow, I’m going to infiltrate the Hoover residence and rescue my son!”

Disguise?

“Who do you want to disguise as?” Theodore frowned.

Kathleen took out her phone and showed him a photo. “Here.”

Theodore was surprised. “Are you sure?”

“It’s not a problem for you, is it?” Kathleen questioned him, her face void of emotion.

“Of course not.” Theodore had the habit of reaching out to stroke his beard. He had been quite used to it.

Unfortunately, once he touched his chin, he recalled that Kathleen had torn his beard off.

“Then, let’s spare the nonsense,” Kathleen said coldly. “I save my son, and you avenge yours. That way, we both get what we came for. What do you think?”

“Not a problem.” Theodore’s face darkened. “Hold on.”

He got up to get his tools.

Four hours later, Kathleen stood in front of the mirror, admiring herself. “Your skills have certainly improved a lot.”

Theodore sounded dissatisfied to hear that. “I’ve always been great.”

“Bye, then.” Kathleen got ready to leave.

“You don’t need me tomorrow?” he asked in astonishment.

Kathleen’s dark eyes grew chilly. “Nope. Just focus on your revenge. Give him a fatal blow when he’s too weak to fight back.”

“You’re getting me to do the dirty work, aren’t you?” Theodore frowned.

“I’m giving you a chance to exact revenge,” she said indifferently. “If it weren’t for the fact that we’re at least acquaintances, I would not have given you this opportunity.”

“Then, after you’re done with Trevor, will you come after me?” Theodore was curious to know.

“That depends on my mood.” With that, Kathleen turned and walked out.

Theodore frowned.

It depends on her mood, she said. This is insane!

Kathleen stepped outside.

She sent a message to Samuel: We’ll meet at the Hoover residence tomorrow.

Then, she hailed a taxi. “To the Hoover residence.”

The driver drove on.

Samuel sat in a black Rolls-Royce not far away, frowning.

What is she up to?