You Are My Mr Right

Deck organized his words and said, “Young Master currently has no worries, so he can concentrate on confronting us. If something happens in his personal life, it will distract him, and we can take advantage of that.”

“Oh, Deck is right.” Arwen strongly agreed, nudging her husband with her elbow. “Speak up.”

Colton said, “It’s a good idea, but… how do we make trouble in Elijah’s personal life? That’s the key, isn’t it?”

Jack remained silent, contemplating the same issue.

Elijah and Freya’s relationship seemed strong, especially now with the child, making their bond even tighter.

“It’s easy. Just sow discord between the two of them,” Arwen suggested. Despite being in her middle age, she still had charm, and good maintenance made her look younger than her actual age.

She turned her eyes, “Between men and women, the most taboo is a mistress. If another woman appears between them, can their relationship remain strong?”

“Elijah is so shrewd, can a woman really intervene?” Colton still found it challenging.

Arwen glanced at her husband, thinking he was useless. If he had the ability, the entire Silverton family’s assets wouldn’t have fallen into Elijah’s hands. She thought so, but she couldn’t express it. After all, men needed face. A man’s face had to be maintained, and internal family conflicts couldn’t appear now. They had to present a united front externally.

“I remember Dad has a candidate, right?” Arwe smiled.

“Elara Montague?” Jack shook his head. “She won’t do.”

“Why?” Arwen was puzzled.

“While I had her impersonate Elijah’s savior, he has no interest in her. I arranged for her to work at the company, but Elijah sent her to some remote corner, hardly ever seeing her. How can she make it?”

Arwen’s eyes sparkled, “That’s easy. Since Elijah owes her a favor for saving him, if I make a move on her, won’t Elijah be cautious and ask questions?”

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Now, Elijah believed that Elara Montague was his savior, and it made sense that Arwen made a move against Elara because of that.

Jack looked at them, “Handle it yourselves. I’m tired.”

“Dad, rest well.” Arwen came to offer her filial piety. She was about to help the old man up, but he said, “Deck will take care of me. You go do what you need to do.”

Arwen didn’t mind and instructed Deck, “Take care of him.”

“Yes.”

When Jack left, Colton approached his wife and asked, “Is your method feasible?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Arwen was confident. “Elijah is not heartless. He might not like Elara Montague, but he won’t stand idly by if I bully his savior.”

“But with this, how does it connect to stirring up trouble between him and Freya?” Colton asked.

Arwen’s eye twitched. She really wanted to say, “You’re stupid and not using your brain!”

She patiently explained to her husband, “Women are petty, especially when it comes to their significant other. They absolutely won’t allow any attractive person around him!”

Colton understood, and he laughed, embracing his wife, “You sly little enchantress.”

Arwen was indeed beautiful and intelligent. After so many years of marriage, Colton still treated her well, and there were no other romantic affairs around him.

…

In the morning, Freya woke up early. She first fed her son with formula, put him to sleep, and then left.

“I’ll drive you.” Elijah happened to be leaving too.

Freya said, “I’ll go on my own.”

After all, Elijah had beaten up Zane, and meeting him might agitate Zane. Moreover, she was going to inform Zane about his mother.

“Then let the driver take you.” Elijah suggested.

Freya lightly agreed. She took the car to the hospital. When she entered the ward, she saw police officers already there, informing Zane about Yolanda Steele’s situation, and they had finished recording the statement.

After they left, Freya walked in. She originally wanted to tell him slowly, but she didn’t expect the police to arrive so quickly.

She didn’t know how to start, “Um, Zane…”

Zane raised his eyes and asked, “You came so early. Did you also find out?”

Freya couldn’t hide it, “Yes.”

Zane’s gaze was dull, unfocused, looking somewhere, “The police came to ask me about her, whether I’ve seen her or not.”

Freya listened quietly.

In fact, Zane understood in his heart that his mother had been taken away by someone, and she couldn’t escape.

“You take care.” Freya didn’t know how to comfort him.

Zane raised his head, “My mom died last night. How did you find out so quickly?”

“I…” Thinking that she heard it from Elijah, she changed her words, “I just heard what the police said, that’s how I knew.”

“Oh.” Zane obviously knew she was lying. But he didn’t know why Freya was hiding something from him.

Did she know that Elijah was the one who killed his mother?

So, she didn’t say?

At the thought of this, he clenched his hand under the blanket, feeling his heart turning cold.

“Accept my condolences,” Freya whispered.

Zane lifted a corner of his lips, “People can’t come back to life; I know.”

“Elijah wasn’t with you before midnight yesterday, right?” he asked.

Freya nodded, “He had a lot of work at the company.”

“Freya, I’m tired,” he closed his eyes.

Freya covered him with a blanket, “Rest well. I’m here with you.” Zane didn’t speak, just closed his eyes.

Around eight o’clock, Elowen came to bring breakfast. Freya asked her to put things down without calling Zane. Instead, she took Elowen out to talk.

“Yolanda Steele is dead.”

“What?” Elowen was surprised.

“Mom, lower your voice. Don’t wake Zane up; he must be feeling very sad.” Freya warned.

“Isn’t she in prison? How did this happen?” Elowen was puzzled.

The situation was still unclear, and Freya didn’t want to say anything wrong, “I don’t know. Let’s wait for the investigation results.”

Elowen nodded.

“In these two days, take care of Zane and pay attention to his mood.” Freya instructed.

“I can’t be ignorant of this, I’ll take good care of him.”

Inside the ward, Zane had never slept. He closed his eyes pretending to sleep, just not wanting to talk or see Freya. Last night, he secretly went out and wanted to see his mother. However, what he saw was a cold corpse. He took out his phone and repeatedly watched the video. Inside was the death scene of Yolanda Steele.

Just now, he asked Freya if Elijah had been with her before midnight last night. Her answer was that Elijah was busy with work. However, he appeared at the scene of Yolanda Steele’s death.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.