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"I remember you said such a sentence to me..." Feng Bujue looked at Barton and repeated, "You said 'when I was young, I also had a bright future'. But... you are concerned about the details of that 'future', But you didn't mention anything. On the contrary, you described your experience in prison vividly." He turned around and continued to pace, "I was a little puzzled at the time... It stands to reason that people are always more Willing to bring up those glorious, beautiful memories, but you...you bypass them when you are about to talk about this topic."
Brother Jue shook the fax paper on his hand, and continued: "And after I got this, I will understand everything. It's not that you don't want to say it, but you can't say it." He paused, "Your young Jinxiu Your future is closely related to your father."
Feng Bujue turned to face the crowd, and said as he walked, "When Mr. Barton was seven years old, his mother committed suicide due to depression. I think... if that lady can survive for a few more years, she might become the second head of this family." The hostess, and John can justifiably follow his father's last name.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.
We can imagine Ms. Barton's situation back then... She waited year after year for her beloved man to give her a title, but the other party didn't intend to divorce at all, and she had a second child with her first wife; when she brought When she took her son to register for school, the child asked her, 'Why are other students accompanied by both father and mother? ’ she couldn't answer; she couldn't even explain to her son why she took her last name.
But she didn't have the ability to live alone without that man, she was just a humble mistress, all she could do was wait, cry, and express silent desires deep in her heart.
Therefore, in that winter, she chose to end her life as a way to gain relief and hold a place in that man's heart forever. "
Colston, who was sitting on the chair by the wall, covered his face with his hands and buried his proud head deeply.
"Later, the guilty father sent his illegitimate son to a boarding school abroad." Feng Bujue continued, "Keep this child away from him, and support him like his mother.
This child grows up day by day, he learned to be self-reliant very early, he is excellent in all aspects, and has a personality that is far more mature than his peers, but... there is always hatred in his heart.
He is not grateful for everything his father gave him. In his opinion, these are all deserved, and his mother bought them with her life. In the end, his father just wanted to use money to atone for his sins, but he didn't pay his family affection.
Thus, at an appropriate age, the rebellion in the young Barton's bones finally broke out. A highly educated, handsome, and promising young man becomes a robber. "
Feng Bujue pointed at Barton with his palm facing up, "Everyone, please pay attention to my wording—thief." He curled his lips, "Although Mr. Barton himself said to me that he is just a 'thief who slipped through the door', At the age of 30, he 'spent two years in prison in Pandongville'... But according to this file in my hand, he is by no means a second-rate or third-rate thief, but the kind who is enough to be ranked eleventh (by Lewis Milestone's 1960 film, and Steven Soderbergh's 2001 remake of the same name) top master."
"Thank you for the compliment." Barton responded coldly.
"You're welcome." Feng Bujue looked at Barton, replied quite naturally, and continued, "As for the days you will spend in prison... it's not two years, but ten years, a full ten years." He He took a long breath, "You were imprisoned in your twenties, and you didn't finish your sentence until eight years ago. You have no job, no friends, and your father knows this too. As your only relative in this world, he took him in You. But his legitimate children are grown, and he can't bring home someone who doesn't know who he is and say nonchalantly, 'Hey! Meet your half-brother, fresh from prison out of'.
So... Your identity becomes the gardener here. "
When Feng Bujue said this, he happened to walk to the window. He stopped and stayed silent for a while, as if to give the people behind him some time to think.
"The moon tonight is really beautiful." Not long after, Feng Bujue spoke again, looking at the night sky outside the window and sighing.
The other people in the restaurant were not in the mood to admire the moon. They had mixed feelings in their hearts, and they didn't know how to deal with these sudden changes.
"Then... let's talk about this will." Feng Bujue turned around, "As I said, I have read it, and it is because of that that I am basically convinced... Dennis is not Cole Son of Ston."
"Isn't Dennis's name on that will?" Schofield asked following Brother Jue's train of thought.
"Of course." Feng Bujue pointed to Colston by the wall, "Mr. Lovecraft has always been very good to his relatives. For example, Master Jack and Miss Nancy, no matter what their life choices are, Ke Lord Alston supported them as much as he could, with money and patience." He tilted his head, "If Jack had been my son, he would have starved to death in his first year of 'Chasing the Dream'."
"Hey!" Jack yelled angrily.
"Hehe..." Feng Bujue smiled, "But... how does this master treat other people?" He turned to Henderson again, "The man who had an affair with his wife is almost seventy years old, and he is still treating him Is it just a coincidence that his servants are even engaged in manual labor? Dennis’s name is not on the will, did he forget to write it?”
"You...you know..." Nancy understood immediately, and then looked at her father in surprise.
"Yes, I always knew," Colston replied in a hoarse voice. "I knew about Dennis shortly after he was born, but I never told his mother, or Henderson..."
"Henderson, who felt guilty, devoted the rest of his life to atoning for his sins. Even though his body was no longer capable of being a housekeeper, he still didn't want to retire. He just wanted to be in this villa... in that house The place where my wife and my son lived, worked until the oil was exhausted." Feng Bujue continued, "Colston's dignity has been trampled on, and he can't let it go, so he didn't stop Hender Sen means."
"Huh..." Brother Jue took a long breath, "After reading the will, I finally figured out why Henderson fainted when he saw the corpse. Because... it was his son who died."
"I'm sorry, Henderson." Barton turned his head at this time and said to Henderson, "I have no grievances with you, but I have to do this."
Henderson didn't respond, but sat silently by the table, his face still as pale as paper.
"Yes, you have to do this." Feng Bujue took over the conversation and said, "Because this afternoon, you heard the conversation between Colston and Dennis in the room on the second floor." He walked back to the table and put his hands on Stuffed everything back into the paper bag, "Of course you wouldn't stand in the corridor and eavesdrop on the door panel, that would be too easy to be discovered. So, you went to the utility room to get the scissors and ladder, and went outside the house , and climbed to the nearest big tree to eavesdrop on that room. That way, even if someone sees you, you can immediately pretend to be pruning."
Brother Jue picked up the last bit of red wine on the table and poured it all into a goblet, "However, the height that a ladder can reach, or the place that ordinary people can climb, is still quite far from the windows on the second floor. In other words... Even if ordinary people climbed up the tree, they would not be able to hear the conversation in that room clearly. Unless... "
"Unless it is a person with special skills." Schofield added from the sidelines. He also read Barton's file and knew a thing or two about his skills.
"You climbed to a high branch where only cats can stay, and successfully overheard the conversation in the room with your better hearing than ordinary people." Feng Bujue said, "Obviously, Dennis and Master Colston were arguing. The reason is not that he wants Colston to remove Mrs. Odetta’s name from the will..." He took a sip from his glass, "but that he wants Colston to remove everyone’s name from the will remove, and add the only one... 'Dennis Lovecraft'."
Jack, Nancy, and Odetta, the three direct heirs, all had a sudden change of expression upon hearing the words.
"I think Dennis must have gone through some means... such as buying Colston's lawyer or something... to learn the contents of the will." Feng Bujue continued, "Then, he only needs to spend money to hire a few private detectives to help It’s easy to find out Barton’s true identity by following the clues.” He drank the wine in his glass, “A woman who committed suicide, an illegitimate child who has been in prison, a rich man with several marriages... Let this story Gossip tabloids can be serialized for half a year. Dennis is undoubtedly using these to intimidate Master Colston and make him submit."
"No! You're talking nonsense! My Dennis won't do this! Why did he push his father to this point? What is the inheritance? He's married to me, our family..." Carol said excitedly.
Feng Bujue interrupted her, "You are indeed pathetic."
Carol's glasses were wide open, and tears rolled in her eyes. She seemed to have realized something, but she still couldn't accept it.
"Dennis, I must have known that he is not Mr. Lovecraft's biological son." Feng Bujue said, "This was undoubtedly told to him by his mother before she passed away, that is to say...he knew it when he was a child Yes. He must secretly hate his biological father and his parentage, so he is very indifferent to Henderson. He is also very indifferent to his younger brother and sister.
He married a wife with a higher family background than the Lovecraft family in order to save himself a way out. He would check Colston's will, partly because he knew who he was, and partly because he knew what the old man was like.
Dennis has no feelings for Colston, the father in name, and the inferiority complex buried in his heart far exceeds that of anyone in this room. When he finds out that 'Barton' this... pardon my wording... this bastard's name is in the will, and he, who has been someone else's son for decades, is not getting a dime, he will It's normal to do that. "
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