At Wen family residence
The moonlight was shining through the window as Charles walked into the living room. Ryan, about to go upstairs after he had his dinner, stopped when he saw his brother. "Charles, you came back."
All the servants and housekeepers greeted Charles in unison.
"Hmm." Charles nodded at them casually.
"Mr. Wen, would you like to have some dinner?" the nanny eagerly asked him.
"No, thanks. You may leave now." Charles waved his hand at them but his gaze was on Ryan the entire time
"Yes."
"When did you come back from S City?" Charles asked casually.
"I arrived yesterday."
"And is everything going well?"
"Yes. Everything is fine. Anyway, if there's nothing else, I think I'll go upstairs," Ryan calmly replied.
"Don't you want to talk to me?" Slowly walking towards the living room sofa, Charles unbuttoned his shirt, with a faint smirk on the corner of his mouth. "I'm your brother after all, Ryan. We have a deep brotherhood. Shouldn't we be able to get along?"
"You've always regarded me as an outsider. Now that you are back from abroad, why do you suddenly seem to care about my business?" Ryan asked, frowning. "If this is about the family business, you don't have to worry. I have no plans of competing with you."
"Wow, I don't know if I should be relieved or sad hearing what you just said. You don't believe that I'm here for your own good?" Charles said, laughing.
"I really don't believe you."
Charles burst out into laughter. His voice had hints of both playfulness and gloom. "I don't care if you believe me or not, Ryan. But it seems like all my efforts have been in vain. It took me a while, but I watched Le Bar's surveillance footage."
Ryan's face turned white as a sheet. "You know about that?" he asked, staring at Charles. "Why would you check the surveillance footage? I honestly don't remember what happened that night. But if you want to tell Dad, then go ahead."
"You got me wrong." The smile on Charles' face was unfathomable. "You probably don't understand what I mean. You have no idea how much it surprised me. This girl, Leona, is really scheming!"
"What are you talking about?" Ryan's eyes were doubtful.
"Things are not always as they seem. Sometimes, what you see with your eyes is not the actual truth. And if you keep avoiding it, you'll end up falling into someone's trap." The smile at the corners of Charles' mouth deepened as he intentionally stressed the word "trap." He continued, "I still think that you and Fiona are more suitable for each other. Don't you like Fiona? And as your elder brother, I suggest you go have a look at it, or you'll surely regret it for the rest of your life."
With that said, Charles headed towards the second floor. He meaningfully patted Ryan on the shoulder as he passed by.
'Oh my dear brother. Our father always feels like he owes you a lot, so he treats you so much better. Although you said you wouldn't fight for it, it doesn't mean our father wouldn't give it to you. Everything in the Wen family should have belonged to me. Your sudden appearance made me quite upset. I have to find something that I can use to deal with you. And I know that Fiona is exactly the one thing you can't let go of. So I'm going to withhold information regarding Fiona's marriage, and let you continue to be involved with her.'
The more he thought about it, the gloomier his expression became.
Everyone had their weakness. Once they were caught by the tail, then they could easily be manipulated. Charles knew he was going to be on top of the world. He had spent many years preparing, arming himself up, and climbing step by step to achieve this goal.
Also, not only was Fiona Ryan's weakness, but she also had a close relationship with Spencer. Naturally, Charles decided to make full use of her.
As Ryan saw Charles turn the corner and go upstairs, he only felt more and more confused. The accident that took place that night had been like a thorn in his flesh. He never dared to recall it. But why did Charles say it was a trap? 'Leona? The surveillance video?
Could there be really something that I don't know?' He was determined to find out tomorrow.
Early the next morning, at the door of Le Bar
Leona exited the bar looking tired, carrying her bag, and taking the bus to school. The moment that she left, a cool car drove by the bar gate.
"Andrew, please wait for me here. I'll be out soon enough." Anxiously and expectantly, Ryan opened the car door and stepped out.
"Would you like me to accompany you?" Andrew was about to get out of the car.
"No, thank you Andrew. I'd like to solve this by myself." Ryan waived at him, and walked to the bar.
Melodious music was playing at the bar, and there were only a few people drinking at the time. Ryan approached the counter and asked the bartender, "Excuse me, where is your boss? I have to talk to him about something. Could you please tell him to come over here?"
The bartender was about to respond, when Gary came down the stairs from the second floor. He hurriedly told him, "Gary, there's a young man here who wants to see you."
Ryan looked up and saw Gary, a middle-aged man who looked powerful and energetic. "Are you the boss?" he asked.
"Yes, that would be me." Garry nodded his head as he walked towards the bar counter. He looked at Ryan from head to toe and he had an idea. "May I help you, sir?"
"Yes." Ryan went straight to the point. "I need to check the surveillance video of the bar. There is something very important in that footage. Please help me."
Gary already knew what Ryan wanted to investigate, but he also knew that he had to discuss it with Terence first.
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