If he and Aris didn't have that little affection and affection for each other since childhood, he wouldn't be merciful to him and let him live!

He thought that Aris would change his ways, live in peace and contentment.

But I didn't expect that he has been dormant and recruiting troops for so many years!

Want to take away everything from him, including his woman.

This offended his instinct.

To this day, when facing Yaris again, his heart is calm and he is no longer relaxed at all.

"Young high-sounding young man, you are a despicable and shameless villain! Everything you have now, what is yours? These should all belong to me!" Yaris sneered, "My mother is the first lady of China. And your mother is just a vixen who is good at stealing people's hearts!"

"You are simply unreasonable!"

When Charles mentioned his deceased mother, his expression turned cold.

His mother was gentle, virtuous, generous and appropriate, and never competed with the first lady for favor.

Every time, it was the first lady who was jealous and unwilling to give up, provoking and framing his mother at every turn.

For the sake of family harmony, his mother never made trouble in front of the Prime Minister, and often made big things into trivial matters.

"Ha! I really should have sent you away with your mother back then. I was too soft-hearted and kind to save you, but now you are backlashing me!" Yaris regretted extremely, "I was so wrong!"

This sentence contained too much information, and Charles' eyes suddenly narrowed and fell firmly on him.

"What do you mean by that?"

His mother was frail and accidentally fell into the water one winter. After being rescued, she almost lost half her life. The Prime Minister invited famous doctors from all over the country to save her with great difficulty. But even so, the root of the disease still fell into the body. Afraid of cold, the skin color is always pale, almost transparent, and so thin that it seems to float away in the wind.

Even with careful maintenance, it is still visible to the naked eye that it is getting thinner.

Finally, one winter, I couldn’t survive it and just left!

He was only twelve years old that year.

Seeing him like this, Aris did not continue speaking.

He curled his lips and laughed, his voice low and mocking.

"Open the door!"

Charles raised his voice and ordered.

"Your Excellency, this is inappropriate. This person is too dangerous. If he does anything to harm you, we can't explain it to Madam!"

"Open!!"

He glanced over with sharp eyes, and the supervisor struggled for two seconds before finally opening the door as instructed.

Charles rushed to Aris, grabbed his collar, lifted him up, suppressed the majestic anger in his chest, and gritted his teeth, "My mother's death was not an accident, it was your doing, right?"

Doctor Mingming said at the time that as long as he was taken good care of, it would be okay to die at a healthy age.

But she faded away early.

Because nothing was abnormal, no one suspected that she was killed.

He thought so too.

But now that Aris can say these words, it means that there is something fishy about his mother's death.

She was probably killed!

Aris raised his lips, watching him get angry, and said provocatively, "Charles, neither of us owes anything to the other! Without me, you would have died long ago. So if you let me go back then, we were even!"

"Don't change the fucking topic for me. Tell me whether my mother's death was the work of the first lady!"

With Aris' arrogant and proud character, he would never bother to lie to anger him.

Then what he said is nine times out of ten true!

"What's the matter? Can you still seek revenge on her?"

So many years have passed, and the First Lady is long dead.

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