We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250 He Still Has Feelings for You

Alexa's expression changed. In an instant, she pushed Terrence away and tidied up her clothes in a flurry. "Damarion, I am here."

Terrence took a step forward and picked Damarion up, looking as if he was confident.

"Damarion, Mommy is going to be busy. I will stay with you. Is that okay?"

Damarion drowsily grabbed Terrence's collar and nodded in a daze.

"Alright, let's go home."

"Terrence..." Alexa pursed her lips and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Terrence seemed to be asking for a compromise. "Go and do your work. Remember to come back early."

"Goodbye, Mommy." Damarion waved at her very reluctantly.

It was getting late, and Alexa had to meet her client.

Terrence directly took Damarion home. Suddenly, he received a call from Keyon.

"Is my son with you?" Keyon gritted his teeth and said in a gloomy voice, "Terrence, I'll pick Damarion up right away."

"Your son?" Terrence sneered proudly. "This is the son of me and Alexa."

"Terrence, was it not enough for you to make Alexa so miserable back then? And now you want to harm Damarion too?" Keyon was very angry. "If you don't want anything to happen to them, send Damarion back immediately."

"With me, there won't be any problems for them."

"Terrence, you will pay the price sooner or later."

After Keyon finished speaking, he threw the phone on the table with a livid face.

"Gary, prepare to return to the country immediately."

Seeing his boss' gloomy expression, Gary Welch couldn't help but shiver.

What kind of person was so bold!

At this time, Alexa was on her way to the hotel.

Aubrey looked at Alexa's expression through the rearview mirror.

Alexa was quietly hidden in the dark carriage, looking a little dispirited.

"Ms. Duran, Mr. Ramsey seems to be very close to you recently."

"Yes. We are business partners," Alexa replied vaguely.

Aubrey was worried. "But he seems to have other plans for Damarion. Ms. Duran, if you don't cut off ties with him in time, things might become very tricky."

When this topic was brought up, Alexa felt a little annoyed. In fact, she had her own selfish motives. Damarion was actually her and Terrence's child. Alexa did not want Damarion to not have a father involved in the process of growing up.

But according to the results of their investigation, Terrence did not seem to be suitable to be Damarion's father.

A cold light flashed in Alexa's eyes. She suddenly became indifferent.

There were too many things that Terrence had hidden from her.

Alexa closed her eyes for a while, and the limited-edition Maserati soon stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

She quickly adjusted her state and still looked impeccable.

A young man dressed in a blue suit stood at the entrance of the hotel. His facial features were exquisite and pretty. His mixed- blood appearance indicated that he was extraordinary.

"Conley."

"Alexa, it's been a long time. I missed you so much abroad."

The man greeted her warmly and gave her a hug. Alexa gave a polite

response and quickly stood aside.

"New York has made you a cold person in such a short time! Did someone make you angry, Ms. Duran?" Conley joked.

"It's just life. Where is the person I want to see?" Alexa explained

simply.

"He is already in there." Conley smiled mysteriously and personally pushed open the door for her. In the magnificent inner hall sat a man who was over 50 years old with a shocking scar on his face.

"Derick Clough. This is Alexa Duran," Conley introduced simply.

"What do you want to know? I don't know anything." Derick looked up gloomily.

"Don't worry, Mr. Clough. Let's eat first," Conley smiled gently.

The waiters served the dishes one after another, but none of the people by the table came for food.

Derick did not eat. His old face was full of vigilance against them.

"As far as I know, Mr. Clough, you were released three days ago.' Alexa took a sip of tea, glancing around. "Manslaughter?"

A hint of pain immediately appeared in Derick's dull eyes. However, not long after, his concealed emotions completely disappeared.

"I am a murderer. Aren't you afraid?"

"If we are afraid, we won't come to see you today."

As Conley spoke, he picked some food for Alexa.

"We just want to know why you killed your father at that time."

"I forgot. There is nothing I can tell."

"In fact, you are taking the blame for your younger brother Jovan, right?"

Alexa made it clear. Derick's blue lips could not help but tremble.

The horror on his face was extremely ferocious.

"You... You..."

"The scar on your face was also caused by him, right?" Conley said coldly.

Derick's hand trembled violently and suddenly knocked over the plate and spoon, as if he was about to faint.

"I still have something to do. I'll be leaving first."

With a pale face, he got up and rushed to the door, trying his best to stabilize his body, and not long after, he disappeared from the door.

Alexa and Conley looked at each other. He was not very surprised.

"Let's eat. I specially asked the chef to come to New York to make this chicken dish for you."