Sandy told him all about Boniel’s wicked ways, so Jefferson knew how Boniel forced her to leave her husband and son.
The son that Sandy was pregnant with turned out to be Jefferson’s brother from another father.
However, he had never met that brother of his.
After skimming through the contents on the phone screen, Jefferson froze and tensed up all of a sudden.
After staring worriedly at him for quite some time, Rayna couldn’t stand the tension and called out to him, “Jefferson?”
“No! This can’t be!” Jefferson leaped to his feet and smacked Rayna’s phone to the floor. “This must be Arnaud’s doing! There’s no way he and I are…”
“Calm down, Jefferson.” Rayna ran up to him and grabbed his arm as she continued, “Sandy’s name used to be Xandra. She married Sylvester and gave birth to Curtis.”
“No! No! This can’t be true! You’re lying to me!” Jefferson yelled in disbelief and shoved Rayna off.
He then slumped against the couch with a depressed look on his face.
Rayna sat down next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “I know you don’t want to believe this, but it’s the truth. Curtis is your half-brother.”
“But the two of us have always been so far apart… We don’t even know each other…” Jefferson refused to believe that his half-brother was the one who stole his woman.
He tightly clenched his fists as he continued angrily, “He was married, wasn’t he? Why did he have to go steal someone else’s wife? Why did it have to be Curtis’ mother, of all people?”
“This isn’t your fault, so you shouldn’t stress yourself out over it. Just use your father’s love toward you to your advantage and become the heir of the Terblanc family. Once you do, you’ll be able to do anything you want, including getting your revenge,” Rayna comforted him.
Jefferson looked up at her and asked, “When did you find out about this?”
“It was after you met Sandy. My brother gave me a call and told me about it,” Rayna replied honestly.
“Does he know about this?”
Rayna nodded. “Jefferson, it’s true that you and Mr. Faymon are related by blood, but he knows you’re not at fault, so he won’t hate you for it or anything. I’m telling you this so that you’ll be able to keep your cool if Arnaud uses it against you. I know what I’m doing isn’t fair, so you can scold me or hit me if you want to.”
“Oh, I couldn’t possibly bring myself to hurt you. I know you do this because you care about me. I just don’t like being involved in such a dramatic turn of events, that’s all.”
I would’ve been okay with anyone else. Why did it have to be Curtis?
Rayna pursed her lips and kept quiet.
She took it way worse than Jefferson when she first found out about it.
However, she also knew nothing was going to change that fact. All she could do was prevent Arnaud from pitting him and Curtis against each other.
Rayna knew that Curtis and Jefferson couldn’t care less about Naomi, but she wasn’t expecting Naomi to have returned to Yartran long ago and hidden within the Terblanc residence.
It was already nine at night when Arnaud came out of Boniel’s study.
Judging by the faint smile on his face, it was obvious that he had a pleasant chat with Boniel.
“I’m heading over to Bruce’s, and I’ll need a new suit for an important cocktail reception tomorrow,” he said while retrieving his coat from the housekeeper.
“Sure thing, Mr. Terblanc. Would you like me to send you over?”
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