Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 480

"Forgo my responsibilities, you say?" Suddenly, Idris's face darkened, and he looked at Madam Young. "Grandma, so you do know about forgoing responsibilities, huh?"

Idris' words left Madam Young at a loss, and she stared at him in confusion for a while, unable to respond.

Idris seemed to be in a bad mood. He stared intently at Madam Young and continued, "Grandma, let me ask you something. Why did my father leave the Youngs all those years ago?"

I had a bad feeling about this.

Madam Young also froze, and she did not rush to respond. Instead, she turned her gaze toward me. I knew she suspected that I had told Idris about what happened ten years ago.

I was puzzled because I had not told Idris about anything.

Seeing my confused look, Madam Young furrowed her brows and turned back to him. She began to speak hesitantly, "Iddy, didn't I already tell you before? Your father, he…"

"He wanted to go out on his own and explore the world, so he went on to disappear for many years, right?" Idris interrupted her. He looked at her pained expression and continued, "Grandma, it's been ten years. Are you really not planning to tell us about what happened back then? Are you going to let the Young Corporation, which our ancestors founded honestly, continue to thrive while hiding the truth?"

From Idris's reaction, I could almost be certain that he now knew about what happened ten years ago.

Had Lucas approached him?

I could not think of any other explanation.

Madam Young looked at him. Her face was now pale, and her lips were trembling slightly. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "Iddy, you..."

"Over a hundred lives, Grandma. Do you really think that by kneeling in your prayer hall every day, being a vegetarian, and reciting prayers, you can absolve those lost souls?" Idris looked at her, his expression trembling.

I could probably understand his feelings. From a young age, he was taught that the Youngs‘ business was built on honesty and integrity. He had witnessed his grandfather's rise to success through legitimate means. Although there might have been some questionable practices in the business world, they never involved the loss of human life. The incident from ten years ago took the lives of over a hundred innocent villagers and laborers who had toiled tirelessly in the mountains. They might have believed, even in their dying moments, that their deaths were just unfortunate accidents, simply a twist of fate.