My Fair Stunner novel (Faye and Colin) novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Neither Good nor Evil

Colin was someone neither good nor evil.

He could chat with old Mr. Farrell about family love, but in the next second, his expression turned malicious and rebellious.

As old Mr. Farrell heard Colin's words, he tightened his hands on the crutch and asked with a stern voice, "What thing?"

Colin smiled contemptuously and said with a cold tone, "A good thing that can prevent the family from exterminating each other."

As Colin finished speaking, Robert stepped forward with a file holder.

Upon old Mr. Farrell's gaze, Robert opened the file holder, took out the things inside, and placed them on the coffee table one by one.

There weren't many things in the folder, but any of them was enough to make old Mr. Farrell feel disgraced.

While staring at the things on the table, old Mr. Farrell's face turned pale and angry, "Where did these come from?"

Colin raised his hand and lifted his shirt's collar, revealing his masculine chin, "Which one are you asking? The photo of Helen contacting Mason? Or the call recording between Hank and Frank? Or, you're referring to Helen's transaction record to Mason and Frank's lover?"

After Colin finished his words, he leaned forward and roughly flipped the items on the table. He said jokingly, "I seem to have left out a few other things."

Looking at Colin's uncaring attitude, old Mr. Farrell's expression turned exasperated, "Colin!"

Colin smiled, and he looked ruthless. He looked back at old Mr. Farrell, "Grandfather, everything here, each of them is trying to ruin me. The support that you told me seemed to be unreliable."

Old Mr. Farrell glared at the things on the table and breathed heavily.

A while later, he growled, "Bring Hank and Helen to me right now!"

As old Mr. Farrell finished his words, a "bang" sound came out from the kitchen. It sounded like porcelain that had fallen to the ground.

Immediately after that was the maid's anxious voice, "Madam, are you alright?"

Tiffany scolded the maid, "Shut up. I'm alright."

The atmosphere was just right. A hint of mockery flashed through Colin's eyes. He leaned back against the sofa.

A while later, York guided Hank and Helen down from the second floor.

The two stood in front of the coffee table mannerly and greeted old Mr. Farrell. Old Mr. Farrell was holding back his anger, "You both, give me an explanation for the things on the table."

As old Mr. Farrell finished speaking, Helen's face instantly turned pale.

On the other hand, Hank was calmer than Helen. He tightened his body, bent his knees, and knelt, "Grandfather, I'm at fault."

Old Mr. Farrell was on the verge of getting enraged, "Speak."

Hank said calmly, "Lately, Colin and I are competing for a project. Since I had lost to him twice, Helen was worried. That's why, behind my back, she..."

Hank spoke hesitantly. Although he looked like he was admitting his mistake, he was actually pushing the fault onto Helen.

Helen stood shivering beside Hank. She seemed to have been instructed by Tiffany in advance. So, she didn't dare to refute anything.

Old Mr. Farrell took a deep breath, "You mean, all of these are what Helen did behind your back?"

Hank replied, "Yes."

Old Mr. Farrell said, "Then, how do you explain the recording?"

Hank's expression changed. He tried to justify his lie forcibly, "Grandfather, Helen is my sister. Although she did something wrong, I, as her brother, would still need to help her deal with the aftermath."

Everybody in the room was well aware that Hank was lying.

Old Mr. Farrell stared at Hank intensely. About half a minute later, he stood up and walked to him. He raised his hand and slapped him on the face, "You bastard!"

Hank gritted his teeth and didn't say anything. But Helen, who was standing aside, was shocked until she screamed in fear.

After slapping Hank, old Mr. Farrell leaned on his crutch and turned his gaze onto Helen, who was in a panic state, "To do all these things, don't you feel sorry for your second brother?"

Helen got onto her knees immediately, "Grandfather, I know I'm wrong. I won't repeat my mistakes again. I didn't give much thought when I did those things. I'm just feeling sorry for my brother. I'm worried if he loses again, the company's shareholders will look down on him."

Helen said while shedding tears, like a weeping beauty.