Nelson and his mother, Tiffany, were sitting opposite each other in the living room in their house.
Tiffany had been sent to prison because of her past misdeeds when she had colluded with Harry.
She had gotten released upon completion of her sentence a few years ago.
However, they had not been in contact with each other and Nelson had only tracked her down now. Tiffany had not been leading a good life these few years and she looked much older than before.
She was a bit puzzled when she saw Nelson's expression but stayed quiet.
Nelson tried to call her, "Mom..."
Tiffany trembled, and only then did she come to a realization. She said, "You are..."
"Mom, I'm Vincent!"
Tiffany stretched out her shivering hand and caressed Nelson's face.
"Are you really Vincent? They all said that you had died and I was so sad!"
Nelson pursed his lips and said, "They're right. 'Vincent Granger' is long gone. Starting ten years ago, I started living my life as 'Nelson'."
Tiffany nodded and said, "It's fine, this is good too. My son has finally grown up!"
Nelson said again, "Mom, this is our new home. I've arranged a big room for you. I'll take you to it."
Tiffany shook her head and said, "There's no rush! Now that you're back, what's your plan?"
Nelson was stunned as Tiffany showed a vicious look on her face which came out of her fury.
"The Granger family has made our lives miserable. Because of them, you were forced to leave your home when you were just a kid. We've been separated for so many years while they've all been living a happy life! How can I be satisfied? That's so unfair, I can't stand it!"
Nelson pursed his lips again and said, "Mom, don't worry. I won't let those who have hurt us get away with this so easily!"
Tiffany nodded and said, "That's the spirit, Nelson! We must seek retribution against the Granger family!"
Meanwhile, Naomi sat in front of her desk and turned on her computer.
She accidentally dropped her mouse to the ground. She lowered her head and went to pick it up, and the medicine in her pocket fell to the ground.
She stretched her hand out to pick them up. She could not help but recall Nelson and the moment when they had been so close to each other. During that moment, both of them could vaguely feel each other's breathing.
Ever since she had started practicing self defense since young, she had hardly been near any men except for her father, Master Clarke and Sugar Bun.
Thinking of this, her heart began to palpitate with excitement.
The door was suddenly pushed open by Eudora from the outside. She called out to Naomi in a low voice, "Naomi?"
Naomi felt a tremor of anxiety, and the medicine in her hand fell to the ground right in front of Eudora.
She hurriedly wanted to take it back but she was too slow. Eudora picked up the medicine and asked, "Naomi, was your nose bleeding again?"
Before Naomi could answer, Eudora had already rushed forward and helped her to the chair.
"Why didn't you tell me that you're sick? Stop working and come lie on the bed. I'll call a doctor to check on you!"
Naomi pulled her and said, "I've seen a doctor.
Didn't you see that I've already taken the medicine? Don't overreact, or else Dad will be worried too!"
Hearing that, Eudora finally stopped talking.
However, in the next instant, she grabbed Naomi's hand again.
"Something's wrong with this! Why did you go to the hospital? Don't you hate going to the hospital the most? Who took you there?"
Naomi was rendered speechless.
How could she forget that Eudora used to be an architect? Looking into the details was her strength.
Eudora would always pay scrupulous attention to details.
Naomi quickly changed the topic of conversation and said, "Mom, I remembered something. Yesterday, I think I heard Dad coughing! Shouldn't you go and take some medicine for him?"
Eudora rolled her eyes at her daughter and said, "Do you think I'm in my seventies or eighties? How dare you change the subject? Your father is still young. He is as hale and hearty as a vigorous boy, therefore he won't get sick!"
Naomi once again was taken aback.
She thought to herself, "What should I do? Mom is
too smart!"
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