Frightened by Charles' words, Derrick felt that his heart skipped a beat.
Everything he did in the club was very covert. It could be said that Charles didn't have any evidence yet. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting here safe and sound.
Or could it be that Charles already had some clues, but he just didn't tell anyone because of Frederic's physical condition?
Thinking about these random guesses, Derrick steeled himself to put on a smile.
"Dad, what kind of club do you have? Why don't I know?" For a moment, Derrick had forgotten to play dumb because of the fear that crept into him.
This didn't escape Charles' eyes. He squinted at him indifferently but he didn’t say anything more.
Derrick was good at acting, so Charles decided to be an onlooker for the time being.
After hearing Derrick’s questions, Frederic looked at him with burning eyes. "Derrick, don't you know the matter about Dale?"
"Oh, there are so many clubs in this city. But Dad, which one do you want to take me to? There are a lot of women in the club, and they are all stunning. Ah, I haven't seen them for a long time. Let them know that we miss them."
On this part, Derrick didn’t have to pretend at all. He just showed the lustful side of him.
"Hey, Charles, look at your uncle; he must be out of his mind. What is he talking about?" Helpless, Frederic turned to Charles with a sigh. He was annoyed at Derrick too, but he felt responsible for him.
"Uncle, you are so silly. Let me tell you. The women in Romantic Private Club are really beautiful. Uncle, how about I introduce some women to you?" As smart as he was, Derrick figured out that Charles was still testing his reaction.
Therefore, he clapped his hands and smiled. "Okay, okay, I like beautiful women most, especially Nancy. I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Would you like to introduce Nancy to me? I really want to know her!"
Knowing his condition, Hardy tried his best to understand him. But when he couldn’t take it anymore, he scolded, "Derrick, what are you talking about? Nancy is your nephew's wife. Why do you want to know her? Don’t you have any ethics left in you?"
"Oh, don't be mad at me. I just want to see Nancy. I would really be sad if I don't meet her. You won't hit me, will you? Hardy, please don't hit me. From now on, I promise to always listen to you. I will gladly meet whichever woman you want me to meet. What do you think?" As soon as he finished his words, Derrick flashed a flattering smile.
"You..." There was nothing left to say for Hardy. Derrick’s case was really hopeless.
It was hard to imagine that the shrewd and cunning brother he had ended up like this.
"Charles, your uncle is mad now. Stop talking about the club and let him live a good life for his remaining time in this world. It was Dale's fault. It has nothing to do with your uncle. I don't want to see my son being sentenced to death." Sadness crossed Frederic’s eyes.
In the end, Charles only nodded with a smile. He smoothed his hair with his hand and said, "Okay, you're right. Uncle, there's nothing going on between Nancy and Rick. You don't have to worry about them. Anyway, I have to go now. I have other things to do."
It was pointless for Charles to stay longer in such a scene. He couldn't be reasonable in front of his family. They would just tell him to let Derrick be for the sake of their family.
As a result, they couldn't reach an end to their discussion. With Frederic's support, Derrick was now fearless and arrogant to ignore Charles’ warning.
When Charles was about to leave, Derrick suddenly spoke. "Goodbye, Charles. If you have time, ask Joseph to come to the hospital to see me. I haven't seen him for a long time. Although he doesn't have I as his father in his heart. I still take him as my son."
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