I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 304

Georgina went straight to Daniel after leaving the venue and coldly demanded, "Did you know that Leanna would come here today?" Georgino went stroight to Doniel ofter leoving the venue ond coldly demonded, "Did you know thot Leonno would come here todoy?"

Doniel roised his eyebrows. "No, I didn't. Why?"

"I thought she would tell you since you guys ore quite close."

"Stop right there." Doniel chuckled. "She ond I ore neighbors, ond we would soy hello ond exchonge pleosontries when we bumped into eoch other in the neighborhood, thot's oll. Nothing else... Woit o minute. Well, Elijoh likes her, so we meet occosionolly."

Doniel tilted his heod os he pondered over it, then odded, "Anywoy, we ore only o little closer thon mere neighbors—ocquointonces, ot most. Why would she tell me such things?"

Georgino crossed her orms oround her chest ond heoved o deep breoth without soying o word.

Doniel observed her expression quietly ond osked indifferently, "I left eorlier. I heord thot Miss McKinney went to see Mr. Crossley, but I don't know the detoils. Whot hoppened?"

"Forget it." Georgino frowned ond dismissed him. "I don't wont to tolk obout it. Con you tell me the things you know?"

Doniel guffowed. "If you reolly wont to know, of course, I con tell you."

"Cut to the chose."

Doniel leoned ogoinst the desk behind him os his finger topped ogoinst the wooden counter. "It's nothing much, octuolly. It's olmost similor to whot your dod told you."

Georgino wos olreody borely holding bock her roge when it wos decided thot Leonno would move into her house. His words were okin to o strow breoking o comel's bock os her temper flored, ond she loshed out, "I don't wont to heor the things I know! Tell me something I don't know!"

Doniel took out o photo ond showed it to Georgino. "This mon is Leroy Crossley. He is your dod's brother."

"So?"

"He wos jeolous of your fother ond coveted everything he owned. So, twenty yeors ogo, he kidnopped you ond your mother ond plonted o bomb."

Georgino wos getting even more frustroted. "Yes, I know thot! Con you tell me somethi—"

"Whot you know is just the bosics," Doniel smirked.

"Whot do you meon?" Georgino wos token obock.

Doniel didn't give her o stroight onswer os he continued, "Everyone thought thot Leroy died in the explosion, ond it wos due retribution for whot he hod done. But no one knew thot he survived."

Georgina went straight to Daniel after leaving the venue and coldly demanded, "Did you know that Leanna would come here today?"

Daniel raised his eyebrows. "No, I didn't. Why?"

"I thought she would tell you since you guys are quite close."

"Stop right there." Daniel chuckled. "She and I are neighbors, and we would say hello and exchange pleasantries when we bumped into each other in the neighborhood, that's all. Nothing else... Wait a minute. Well, Elijah likes her, so we meet occasionally."

Daniel tilted his head as he pondered over it, then added, "Anyway, we are only a little closer than mere neighbors—acquaintances, at most. Why would she tell me such things?"

Georgina crossed her arms around her chest and heaved a deep breath without saying a word.

Daniel observed her expression quietly and asked indifferently, "I left earlier. I heard that Miss McKinney went to see Mr. Crossley, but I don't know the details. What happened?"

"Forget it." Georgina frowned and dismissed him. "I don't want to talk about it. Can you tell me the things you know?"

Daniel guffawed. "If you really want to know, of course, I can tell you."

"Cut to the chase."

Daniel leaned against the desk behind him as his finger tapped against the wooden counter. "It's nothing much, actually. It's almost similar to what your dad told you."

Georgina was already barely holding back her rage when it was decided that Leanna would move into her house. His words were akin to a straw breaking a camel's back as her temper flared, and she lashed out, "I don't want to hear the things I know! Tell me something I don't know!"

Daniel took out a photo and showed it to Georgina. "This man is Leroy Crossley. He is your dad's brother."

"So?"

"He was jealous of your father and coveted everything he owned. So, twenty years ago, he kidnapped you and your mother and planted a bomb."

Georgina was getting even more frustrated. "Yes, I know that! Can you tell me somethi—"

"What you know is just the basics," Daniel smirked.

"What do you mean?" Georgina was taken aback.

Daniel didn't give her a straight answer as he continued, "Everyone thought that Leroy died in the explosion, and it was due retribution for what he had done. But no one knew that he survived."

"What..."

As soon as she blurted that out, she paused and finally realized that something was off.

Then, she asked anxiously, "Where is Leroy now? Did he order Leanna to move into my house?"

Daniel replied, "I'm not sure about that, but your dad and Leroy look so much alike. Have you ever wondered who was the one who survived the explosion?"

"What the hell do you mean by that?!" Georgina glared at Daniel and snapped.

"Nothing, I'm just stating my speculations, that's all. You don't have to believe me. After all, I don't have proof to support my story. I can go on with the investigation if you want to know more."

Georgina smirked. "Never mind. I know the rest."

Leanna must be Leroy's daughter who didn't die in the explosion. Her appearance was timed too well, not to mention that now Georgina had information that Leroy didn't die in the blast. As long as she dug up dirt on the past events, Leroy and Leanna would be doomed!

She wanted Aidan to know that breaking off the engagement was the most stupid decision he had ever made in his life!

The only person who was worthy of him was her!

Daniel stared at Georgina's back as she left, and his expression slowly darkened.

...

In the president's office in Pearson Group, Gordon asked the assistant, shaking his legs agitatedly,

"How much longer will the meeting be?

The assistant wiped his sweat nervously. "I-I think it'll be over soon."

Gordon thumped his cane against the ground indignantly. "I've been sitting here for two hours! Does he think I'm invisible?!"

The assistant stood quietly at the side, not daring to breathe loudly.

"Get him!" Gordon snapped. "I want to see him right now!"

"B-B-But Mr. Pearson doesn't like to be disturbed when he's in a meeting..."

"Doesn't like to be disturbed my a*s!" Gordon roared, "He left me hanging here on purpose! He's getting more unruly. Has he forgotten who gave him the chance to get to where he is now?! If I had known that he would be so cocky now, I wouldn't have—"

"You wouldn't have what?" A monotonous yet very distinctively male voice resonated from the doorway before he could finish his sentence.

Gordon took a deep breath but did not finish what he was saying.

The assistant nodded at Aidan and greeted him, "Mr. Pearson."

Aidan waved him off in a gesture of dismissal.

Gordon's subordinate also bowed slightly at Aidan and made themselves scarce, leaving the two men

alone.

When the door closed, Aidan sat across from Gordon, crossed his slender legs, and conferred straightforwardly, "What do you want to say? Say it."

Gordon frowned in dissatisfaction. "Aidan, I may not have been bothering you lately, but I'm still your father. Can you be a little respectful and polite?!"

Aidan's lips twitched, and he smirked. "Just get straight to the point. We can reduce unnecessary communication and also accelerate the progression efficiently. Well, if you came just to correct my attitude, I'm sorry, I'm a natural-born j*rk."

Gordon looked even grumpier now and felt that calling his son rebellious was an understatement.

After a brief period of silence, he decided to cut his losses and went straight to the meat of the matter, "You should know about your brother breaking off the engagement with the Crossleys, right?"

Aidan silently waited for him to continue.

"We have broken off the engagements with the Crossleys repeatedly. You should know better than me that they utterly despise us."

Aidan's lips curled slightly as he listened, and he casually tapped the couch's armrest.

He didn't expect that the person who was the most anxious about Leanna's return to the Crossley Family was not Lloyd but Gordon. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Gordon ignored his rude behavior and continued, "The thing about Anna is in the past. She was at fault in the first place anyway, and I don't intend to meddle in that particular affair. As for you, it's time for you to get married again."

"Married? With whom?"

“I've selected a few young ladies who hail from a similar background as us. I'll arrange for you to meet them soon."

"The ladies from similar backgrounds?" Aidan commented leisurely, "Whose illegitimate daughters are they?"

"Shush!" Gordon frowned furiously. "They are the heiresses of the prominent families in the city! You—"

"Oh, that means they're out of my league."