"Well..." Samuel coughed lightly and was hesitating how to continue.
"Just say what you want. What are you thinking about?" He was so dilatory!
"Mr. Lu, Dr. Bai... oh no." Samuel changed his words hurriedly, "I should call him Mr. Bai now. I was used to calling him like this, and I can't change it all of a sudden."
James did not pay attention to the address, "Why do you ask about Isaac?"
"Well... as for what happened between Mr. Bai and Adele last year..."
Hearing this, James looked at Samuel's hesitant face and immediately reacted. He raised his eyebrows, "How did you know that?"
Adele's death caused a stir at that time, but not so many people knew about it. For the reputation and benefits of the Bai family, Maxwell gave the hospital and the owner of the car which Adele used to escape some money to keep their mouth shut.
Maxwell did that for the Bai family and his own dignity. In addition, he thought for
Isaac's reputation.
He cared about Isaac's reputation for his own good.
After all, he needed Isaac, the poor guy, to bring him more benefits.
So how could so many people know about what had happened at that time?
Samuel scratched his head, "After the wedding of you and Young Madam, Richard invited us to play together, didn't he? You paid the bill. Do you still remember that?"
James nodded, "What does it have to do with that matter?"
"Ahem! Mr. Bai went there at that time."
"That day, you asked me to send Miss Wu back. Later, Mr. Cheng didn't let me do that, did he? So I went out to play with them. At that time, I was having a good time. Although I am not very familiar with them, thanks to you, I played with them happily. We talked a lot because we are all young. Later, Callie called me and I went out to answer the phone call. Guess what I saw?"
James frowned, "I don't want to guess! Can't you finish your words in one breath?"
Samuel laughed dryly, "I met Mr. Bai after I answered the phone call. He... was drunk and he was vomiting there. In the box, I played happily, so I didn't pay attention to how much he had drunk. I saw him, so I couldn't pretend that I didn't see him, could I? Therefore, I walked to him and asked him if he was all right."
"And then?" James asked.
"No matter how I asked him, he didn't speak. I only thought that he was uncomfortable because he had drunk much, but I didn't leave. Later... anyway, I felt that there was something wrong with him. He... was crying silently!"
James frowned hard and thought a lot.
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