The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 2103

Eric chuckled lightly. His face looked cold.

"She’s your mother, but she’s not my wife. She and I are archenemies, so how could I marry her?"

Chance looked a little dazed, but he quickly calmed down.

"Is she dead? Auntie said you got her killed!"

His tiny body was filled with anger.

Eric looked at him with deep and pitch-black eyes.

"She sought her own death. I didn't need to do anything. I haven't settled the score with you yet. You knew that she disguised as Yasmin to stay close to me, right?”

Chance pursed his lips. He looked stubborn and guilty.

"Yes. Mommy said she wanted to live with us."

Eric laughed lightly, mocking his whims.

Mitchell sighed from the side.

Sure enough, a child was easily deceived.

Eric’s attitude toward his son was so cold. Did Chance and Angie not get his point?

There was a chill in his eyes.

Staring at Chance’s little face, Eric said in a cold voice,

"So, you two directed your own show when you were sick and hospitalized?"

Chance was a little flustered.

He did not expect Eric to suddenly change the topic and settle an old account with him.

These accounts were also Chance's nightmare.

That was because they were Angie’s trick to attract Eric’s attention.

It was also an excuse for Angie to scold Chance for being incompetent.

For a while, Chance looked embarrassed.

Chance's feelings for Angie were pure yet complicated.

He was afraid of Angie because she always abused him, but he also loved her because she was his mother. So, he could forgive her.

If Angie did not like him, he wanted her to go far away and not come back to him, but he hoped that she would be fine.

It was better than hearing about her death.

That feeling was a bolt from the blue.

Eric saw that Chance was silent and sneered.

Eric's indifferent attitude showed a bit of impatience.

"Don't think you can point fingers at me just because you’re my son. Whether you understand me or not, you'd better keep in mind that I've treated you and your mother well enough. You also don't have the right to accuse me. I exercised a lot of restraint when I didn't applaud her death. The reason why I didn't tell you was not that I was afraid you’d find out. You should know that she should've been dead long ago. She doesn’t deserve to leave her name in the world because of what she's done. Now that you're aware of this, you can honor her >e!:PKP: leave my protection for all I care. You can also continue to stay here and not worry about your livelihood. I won’t force you to leave or stay, and I don't have any expectations for you. That's because I don't owe you anything."

Eric's words were extremely apathetic.

He did not know if Chance understood what he said. Chance's little face went from an angry red to miserably pale.

Tears welled up in Chance's eyes, and his tender face looked shocked.

Mitchell sighed and watched the confrontation between the father and son.

Eric was too cruel to a child.

However, if Mitchell looked from Eric's point of view, what Eric did was not wrong.

These two became father and son over some twisted fate.

There was a moment of silence.

The temperature in the conference room dropped

gradually.

Chance was trembling all over. He seemed to be on the verge of collapsing because he looked confused and dismal.

He was more shocked and helpless.

At this time, Angie's death no longer seemed so important to him.

That was because the weight of Eric's words seemed to be the last straw that broke him.

It turned out that his father did not love him.

Eric never expected anything from Chance. That was why Eric never showed his concern even though Chance had a speech disability or when Chance was injured.

What Eric felt was a sense of duty out of his conscience.

Mitchell pursed his lips. He could not help it anymore and gently persuaded Chance.

"Young Master, your aunt hates your father, so she wants to create a rift between you two. If you stay by Mr. Ferguson’s side, you’ll naturally get the best of everything. Don't overthink this. It's great that you can speak now. I'll contact your doctor and let him check on you.”

Mitchell wanted to put this matter in the past.

Just as Chance turned his trembling body around, he

suddenly bumped into the chair next to him.

"Bang!”