Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 174: How Can He Have the Face to Go On Living

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: How Can He Have the Face to Go On Living

"Yeah, and what can be done about it?"

Noah Coldson chuckled and shook his head, "You’re the Patriarch of the Coldson Family who single-handedly covers the sky in Gray City, it seems indeed no one can really do anything to you."

His gaze was firm as he looked at Cooper Coldson, and the smile on his face faded, "But I still want to tell you, in the future, live a good life with your Melissa. Yolanda’s matters are none of your concern now."

"What right do you have? Who do you think you are?" Cooper Coldson stepped forward, pressing for an answer.

Noah Coldson didn’t even turn his head, "Because I am the man she’ll be with in the future."

"Noah Coldson!" Cooper Coldson gritted his teeth in hatred, cursing at Noah Coldson’s retreating figure, "You have no right to interfere with me!"

Nor to interfere with Yolanda Greenwood!

His fist slammed against the wall, and the fury in his heart reached an unprecedented height.

Noah Coldson had already made up his mind; he wanted to be with Yolanda Greenwood, and he was going to win back her heart.

"Noah Coldson?" Suddenly, someone called out to him.

Noah Coldson turned around, and it turned out to be Jaxon Greenwood. Thinking of how Jaxon Greenwood had lied for Melissa Greenwood, he looked over darkly.

"Is Yolanda with you? I want to see her."

"See her? What for? To continue helping Melissa Greenwood bully her?" Noah Coldson countered coldly.

Jaxon Greenwood was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Family Head Greenwood, I always thought you were different, but it turns out I was wrong." Noah Coldson turned and left, unwilling to say another word to him.

Jaxon Greenwood quickly followed, "I must see Yolanda."

Noah Coldson glanced sideways at him, "Stay away from Yolanda; otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude."

"Even if you beat me to death, I must see her." Jaxon Greenwood was firm, he had to clear things up regarding Gemma Morgan.

Noah Coldson frowned. He knew that Yolanda would certainly want to meet Jaxon Greenwood before leaving.

"Come with me."

The two of them quickly got in the car.

On the road, Noah Coldson glanced at Jaxon Greenwood, "Why lie? Just because Melissa Greenwood is your daughter?"

Jaxon Greenwood knew Noah Coldson was talking about the lifesaving matter. His tone was full of helplessness, "I had no choice."

"Heh..." Noah Coldson let out a cold laugh, "I’ve arrested so many criminals, every one of them devoid of conscience, and each claims they had no choice."

Jaxon Greenwood looked out the window, not responding, because he knew that he deserved blame.

Noah Coldson didn’t know whether Yolanda would reveal the truth about her birth, so he couldn’t speak too plainly.

"Patriarch Greenwood, I will say just one thing," he spoke very seriously, "Sometimes, in dealing with people, you still have to follow your conscience, otherwise, one day, when the blood relatives you trust betray you, then you and your conscience will be beyond redemption."

Jaxon Greenwood remained silent.

He understood what Noah Coldson meant, and he could see Melissa’s feelings for him were not deep.

But as a parent, he really had no choice.

After arriving at the place, Noah Coldson called Yolanda first.

Soon, Yolanda Greenwood came downstairs, and she went with Jaxon Greenwood to the nearest teahouse for a private room.

As soon as the waiter left, Jaxon Greenwood asked her, "What you said during the day, what was that all about?"

Having not seen her for just a day, Yolanda Greenwood felt like Jaxon Greenwood seemed to have aged a lot. She knew that Melissa Greenwood’s suicide had also driven her old father to the utmost guilt.

Should she reveal the truth? Can Jaxon Greenwood handle the blow?

"Uncle," Yolanda Greenwood tentatively asked, "If... I mean, if you found out that the Eldest Aunt was murdered, what would you do?"

Jaxon Greenwood clenched his fists tight in an instant, his eyes reddening, "Even if it costs me this old life of mine, I will demand the perpetrator pays with their own!"

He became more agitated, "Who is it? What exactly do you know?"

Yolanda Greenwood hesitated again.

Actually, her suspicion that Melissa Greenwood had killed Gemma Morgan was just a guess; what exactly Melissa had done, she didn’t know.

But she was certain that Melissa Greenwood wouldn’t have left any clues.

If now, she firmly accused Melissa Greenwood, it would probably plunge Jaxon Greenwood into unending pain.

This matter, even if it had to be told, must proceed step by step.

Gemma Morgan is gone, and she couldn’t stand to see Jaxon Greenwood fall.

Jaxon Greenwood is her last remaining family member in this world.

"Uncle, I don’t really have solid evidence, but once, the Eldest Aunt called me, saying she always felt that someone was out to harm her."

"Really?" Jaxon Greenwood was somewhat skeptical since Gemma Morgan had never mentioned this to him.

However, since her return this time, he did feel that Gemma Morgan seemed to be hiding something from him.

Yolanda Greenwood nodded, "Uncle, you’ll need to investigate this. From the Eldest Aunt’s daily life and the medicines she used, if someone indeed harmed her, I believe there will always be some traces."

Jaxon Greenwood couldn’t imagine, if Gemma Morgan really was harmed right under his watch, then what face would he have to continue living?

"Uncle, there’s something else I must remind you of," Yolanda Greenwood spoke gravely, "If you are going to investigate this, you must not let any word slip out, you cannot let anyone know."

Jaxon Greenwood blurted out instinctively, "Not even Melissa?"

"No!" Yolanda Greenwood answered without hesitation, "No one but me can know."

Jaxon Greenwood narrowed his eyes, "Are you hiding something?"

"No, uncle," Yolanda Greenwood explained, "I just feel that, if someone could harm the Eldest Aunt, then they might have... utilized someone close to you, it could be anyone."

"Alright, I’ll look into it." Jaxon Greenwood finally made up his mind, rather than blindly speculating, it’s better to get evidence.

Although he had a hunch about who Yolanda Greenwood was suggesting, even if she said it outright, how could he possibly believe it?

At this moment, he found Yolanda Greenwood to be very smart.

As long as he found out himself, no matter what the result, he would have to believe it.

Jaxon Greenwood stood up to leave, "It’s getting late, you should head back."

"Yes." Yolanda Greenwood stood up as well, "Uncle, I’m really sorry about today, ruining the wedding. You must have also been scolded quite a bit by Eliana Reed."

"..." Jaxon Greenwood’s heart was even more filled with guilt, but he dared not reveal that he had lied.

He couldn’t even bring himself to look at Yolanda Greenwood, "It’s nothing, it’s all in the past now, and Melissa is out of danger."

The two of them walked out together, and when they reached the door, Jaxon Greenwood suddenly said, "Child, I’m really sorry."

"What?" Yolanda Greenwood looked puzzled.

"It’s nothing, take care of yourself." Jaxon Greenwood pushed open the door and hurriedly left.

At the entrance of the teahouse, he saw Noah Coldson waiting there.

He had a vague idea of what was happening, stepping forward to whisper, "Take good care of her."

Noah Coldson knew, they had not acknowledged each other.

Soon, Yolanda Greenwood also came out, "Big brother? Were you waiting here the whole time?"

"Let’s head back, Lola must be waiting anxiously." Noah Coldson opened his coat to block the wind behind Yolanda Greenwood, wrapping her entirely in front of him.

"Big brother, wear your clothes, I’m not cold."

"It’s okay, let’s head back!"