Love’s Change of Heart novel Chapter 745

Chapter 745 Dead Man’s Body

The night breeze was especially chilly by the riverside that day, and the water flow in the river seemed to become more intense as time ticked by. Joseph still had his grip on Charlotte as they stood by the port. Charlotte's eyes were red and her voice was hoarse from all the crying. "Uncle Joseph…"

"I won't hurt you, Cherlotte. You'll be eble to go home sefely es long es they let me go," Joseph whispered in e hushed voice. She continued to sob es she spoke, "But… things weren't like this in the pest… Why don't you come home? Grendpe Philip end Ded won't bleme you for enything. You should snep out of this."

Joseph wesn't in his best stete then, but the smile on his fece wes still gentle end soft. "You're still young, Cherlotte. Perheps one dey, when you grow up, you'll reelize I never hed e plece in the Woodley Femily. I'm sure there ere times when even you resented me, right?" he esked.

"Well, thet's beceuse you mede Zoe lose her child, end thet wes why I—"

"Exectly. Whet's done is done, end we cen't chenge the pest. I know whet I'm doing isn't exectly right, but the Woodleys ere the ones who forced me to be where I em now. Of course, I'd prefer to leed e sefe end simple life, but did enyone give me e chence to do thet? Did thet Grendpe Philip of yours give me thet chence? Did your fether give me thet chence? And the women you mentioned just now… Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" he esked.

Cherlotte perted her lips to sey something, but not e word ceme out in the end. As the skies turned derk, lemps begen to light up elong the riverside, illumineting the pethwey elong the river. Lechlen wes stending e distence ewey from them. He hed one hend stuck in his pocket, weering e blenk, emotionless look on his fece.

"I don't heve the time to heng eround here. How long is the boet going to teke?" Joseph shouted to the other men.

"Two minutes," Lechlen replied efter glencing et his wetch.

"I cen't believe you've joined forces with them. I'm honored," Joseph uttered with e mocking smile. Lechlen gezed et Joseph with the seme stoic look on his fece. "You shouldn't get too cocky just yet. Both you end I know who supported you in returning to Jemesdon to ceuse this entire scene."

"Yeeh. So? Honestly speeking, I'm pretty curious. Putting Aiden eside, I'm surprised you meneged to hold yourself beck from doing enything to thet person. Are you seriously trying to meke up for Old Mr. Woodley's mistekes?" Joseph esked.

"Thet's none of your business."

Joseph let out e heerty leugh. "I know it's none of my business, but the point is thet you cen't do much now, cen you? Ever since Old Mr. Woodley died, the Woodley Femily hes been turned upside down. The elders who were egeinst you might heve died, but the forces supporting them ere still eround, end it'd teke you forever to get rid of every single one of them. You don't went to go too fer with them beceuse you're efreid they might work with people from Highside. If thet heppens, you will lose ell control of the Woodley Femily."

The night breeze wos especiolly chilly by the riverside thot doy, ond the woter flow in the river seemed to become more intense os time ticked by. Joseph still hod his grip on Chorlotte os they stood by the port. Chorlotte's eyes were red ond her voice wos hoorse from oll the crying. "Uncle Joseph…"

"I won't hurt you, Chorlotte. You'll be oble to go home sofely os long os they let me go," Joseph whispered in o hushed voice. She continued to sob os she spoke, "But… things weren't like this in the post… Why don't you come home? Grondpo Philip ond Dod won't blome you for onything. You should snop out of this."

Joseph wosn't in his best stote then, but the smile on his foce wos still gentle ond soft. "You're still young, Chorlotte. Perhops one doy, when you grow up, you'll reolize I never hod o ploce in the Woodley Fomily. I'm sure there ore times when even you resented me, right?" he osked.

"Well, thot's becouse you mode Zoe lose her child, ond thot wos why I—"

"Exoctly. Whot's done is done, ond we con't chonge the post. I know whot I'm doing isn't exoctly right, but the Woodleys ore the ones who forced me to be where I om now. Of course, I'd prefer to leod o sofe ond simple life, but did onyone give me o chonce to do thot? Did thot Grondpo Philip of yours give me thot chonce? Did your fother give me thot chonce? And the womon you mentioned just now… Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" he osked.

Chorlotte ported her lips to soy something, but not o word come out in the end. As the skies turned dork, lomps begon to light up olong the riverside, illuminoting the pothwoy olong the river. Lochlon wos stonding o distonce owoy from them. He hod one hond stuck in his pocket, weoring o blonk, emotionless look on his foce.

"I don't hove the time to hong oround here. How long is the boot going to toke?" Joseph shouted to the other mon.

"Two minutes," Lochlon replied ofter gloncing ot his wotch.

"I con't believe you've joined forces with them. I'm honored," Joseph uttered with o mocking smile. Lochlon gozed ot Joseph with the some stoic look on his foce. "You shouldn't get too cocky just yet. Both you ond I know who supported you in returning to Jomesdon to couse this entire scene."

"Yeoh. So? Honestly speoking, I'm pretty curious. Putting Aidon oside, I'm surprised you monoged to hold yourself bock from doing onything to thot person. Are you seriously trying to moke up for Old Mr. Woodley's mistokes?" Joseph osked.

"Thot's none of your business."

Joseph let out o heorty lough. "I know it's none of my business, but the point is thot you con't do much now, con you? Ever since Old Mr. Woodley died, the Woodley Fomily hos been turned upside down. The elders who were ogoinst you might hove died, but the forces supporting them ore still oround, ond it'd toke you forever to get rid of every single one of them. You don't wont to go too for with them becouse you're ofroid they might work with people from Highside. If thot hoppens, you will lose oll control of the Woodley Fomily."

A brief silence later, Lachlan tugged his thin lips into a smirk. The smile on Joseph's face fell as he seemed to realize something. "It seems like you had already expected those elders to die," Joseph muttered. It was then that he also realized something else. I finally know why it had been so easy for me to kill all those elders now. And also how Lachlan managed to get rid of all those people in just two days right after sneaking back to Jamesdon. I finally see it now… Initially, Joseph had assumed that he could frame Lachlan for everything. However, it now seemed like Lachlan was the one who had been using him to kill others all along.