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The term “cousin” seemed to make him shrink a little in that instant.
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He narrowed his eyes at Alfred, then the next second, he took the initiative, reached out, and opened the Bentley’s door to get inside.
The car pulled up outside a nearby café.
Since it was still early, the café was mostly empty.
Two equally tall and handsome men, along with the flashy Bentley, naturally drew glances from passersby as they appeared at the café entrance.
People stared cautiously, a mix of surprise and admiration, then instinctively gave way when they noticed the cold, imposing aura on both their faces.
Once seated, Alfred got straight to the point.
“I’ve heard from Grandpa. Your mother is my aunt. Twenty-seven years ago, she disappeared. The people we sent to investigate reported that she had passed away We never expected she was still alive, and that she would have a son like you, Nella’s senior.”
Alfred deliberately called Wesley “senior,” outwardly showing respect, but Wesley understood perfectly well the meaning behind it.
He glanced at Alfred, unconcerned with the title, and asked, “So, what exactly do you want coming here this early?”
Neither was trying to yield.
Alfred leaned back on the couch, speaking without beating around the bush.
“I want your mother to see Grandpa. He’s been longing for her.”
“Impossible. She won’t come back.”
Wesley refused immediately, without a second thought.
“I came to Craystan only because of my appointment at the university. This has nothing to do with your family. You have no right to make demands of me.”
He lifted the coffee that had just been served and drankt straight like water, then looked at Alfred.
“Don’t act like the Keywood CEO around me. I won’t buy it.”
He turned to leave.
But seeing Richie’s towering frame standing like a guardian at the cafe door, he stopped.
Turning back with a dark expression, he looked at Alfre “What? Are you planning to make a move on me,
Mr. CEO?”
Alfred didn’t respond to his words. He slowly stood from the couch and walked over to Wesley.
“I don’t care what your intentions are. If you have business with the Keywoods, if I find out you’re using
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Nella for your own purposes-even if you are my aunt’s son-I won’t let you off.”
At that, a layer of frost suddenly covered Wesley’s eyes.
He stared straight at Alfred, coldly smirking.
“I don’t understand what you mean.”
Danger began to seep out from Alfred’s narrowed eyes, little by little.
“Doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. Just remember what I said.”
Wesley didn’t reply. He let out a cold laugh, pushed Richie aside, and strode out.
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