Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 201 Payne Family, once had a daughter

Chapter 201: 201 Payne Family, once had a daughter

Serena Conner clutched her phone with excessive anger, her knuckles turning pale from the force.

What charm did she possess that could make even Junior President Payne look at her differently?

At that moment, the private detective sent another message:

[I’ve discovered something else recently, but it will cost extra money...]

Serena Conner clenched her teeth, cursing the bastard in her heart.

Still, she obediently transferred another one hundred thousand to him.

A few minutes later, she stared at the screen, trembling with rage. She had recently visited a psychiatric hospital where she saw Liam Hugh. He looked absent-minded, and the doctor said he was schizophrenic.

His condition fluctuated, good at times, bad at others, occasionally recognizing people.

But Liam Hugh was completely unable to help her now.

Everything had changed since Zoe Bell appeared.

If only she could just disappear.

Once this thought emerged, it grew like a poisonous vine within her heart, taking root and impossible to eradicate.

Because she had become the laughingstock of the social circle, her reputation utterly ruined.

After the incident, William Hale hadn’t treated her like this, not publicizing the matter, which showed he still had some affection for her. If he had called anyone else into that room that day, her life would have been completely ruined.

But he had notified her parents instead.

This let her know that William Hale was not entirely heartless towards her.

It’s all because of that bitch Zoe Bell!

But she couldn’t think of a way to deal with her, and while she was listlessly scrolling through her phone, she unexpectedly saw someone post a moment on their social media.

In the photo, a group of men and women were taking a group selfie.

The person in the middle...

Seems like it’s that Wells guy.

Serena Conner liked Wyatt Hale, and the Wells family had long been at odds with him, which meant she was not familiar with the Wells son. Rumor had it he was a playboy with various vices, even implicated in a death.

Previously he somehow offended Wyatt Hale, leaving him with barely a breath of life.

He eventually went abroad and only returned in the last couple of years.

Perhaps, she could seek him out.

There was a location tag under that social media post, so Serena Conner easily found the place where Young Master Wells was. The place was filled with hedonistic scions, surrounded by a bunch of internet celebrities with distinctive features.

In the private room, the lighting was dim, the opulence decadent, some sights unbearable to see.

"Yo, isn’t this the famous Miss Conner of recent times?" someone teased.

The story of her and William Hale was already widespread.

"This isn’t a place for you."

Serena Conner looked towards the man in the corner, "Ryan Wells, come out!"

The man glanced at her and remained silent.

She was desperate, walking straight up and dragging him, causing the crowd to tease, "Miss Conner is so eager, Young Master Wells, just go out with her..."

At the end of the day, considering the Conner family’s face, Ryan Wells followed her out.

It was only when they reached a well-lit place that Serena Conner saw the scar on his body, extending from the back of his neck, continuing under his collar, hideous and frightening. His left eye looked like it had been injured before, the corner drooping as if it couldn’t open fully, causing the eyes to look unequal.

"You..." Serena Conner was frightened.

Ryan Wells, unfazed, lit a cigarette, giving her a sidelong glance, "Miss Conner, we don’t know each other, do we?"

"Looking for someone to sleep with to get to Wyatt Hale? You’re not my type."

"I have something to discuss with you."

"Speak."

Ryan Wells, cigarette in mouth, leaned casually against the wall. After hearing her proposal, he burst into unrestrained laughter, "You’ve gone mad."

"Are you scared?" Serena Conner was truly crazy.

"That’s Wyatt Hale’s woman, do you know how terrifying he can be when he goes mad?" Ryan Wells pointed to his own neck, "His doing."

"If you’re chickening out, just say it."

Ryan Wells remained silent.

Serena Conner turned to leave, but before she did, she threw one more taunt: "You were useless before, and I didn’t expect you to be just as pathetic now! No wonder the Wells family is being completely suppressed by him."

"As long as he’s around, you’ll never turn the tables!"

"Coward!"

The man clenched his fingers, a cold gleam flitting across his eyes.

**

Zoe Bell had been busy with the big promotional campaign for the past few days. Her little internet shop was doing quite well; she received numerous orders and was very busy. To facilitate communication with the customer service, she had Joy Watson come to the old house.

After a trial month, Joy had done quite well and was officially hired.

Joy knew her boss was wealthy, but she hadn’t anticipated such extravagance.

To think that in Capital City, there was still such a garden-style building.

And it was a private residence.

It was eye-opening for her.

Joy hadn’t found a suitable job and had applied as a customer service representative just to get by. Now seeing Zoe living here, she bit her lip, thinking this job might be for life.

The key point was, after she and Zoe Bell went into the Incense Making Room, she saw a male college student, about her own age, packing things, and another man with a stern look...

Sitting in front of the computer, seemingly working as customer service.

She glanced at the boss beside her.

Using a handsome guy for this kind of job?

Boss, you’re too wasteful!

"This is my husband and my brother," Zoe introduced her, then glanced at William Hale, "Joy is here, you go and take care of your things."

William nodded, "Call me if you need anything."

Wyatt Hale just looked up at Joy Watson, then went back down to focus on his work.

Who asked his sister-in-law to be generous with money?

Joy Watson cheered herself on in her heart:

Work hard!

Treat this job as a lifetime career, following the boss will definitely lead to good meals.

"Last time you mentioned that you got two big orders recently?" Zoe gestured for her to sit and poured her a cup of water.

Hannah Johnson had keen judgment; indeed, Joy Watson was pretty good and had a strong sense of proportion, otherwise, Zoe wouldn’t have brought her to the old house.

She looked at Zoe with eyes as if they were gazing at a shining gold mine.

She was convinced:

Zoe Bell was definitely the noble person in her life!

"Yes, the client wants two hundred boxes of incense sticks and a hundred incense cards; they’ve already paid half the deposit."

Wyatt Hale frowned:

The way she looks at my sister-in-law, why does it seem like she’s shining!

Look at that sycophantic demeanor of hers.

She better not be competing for favor with me.

...

While Zoe was busy, William Hale had just passed the study when he heard an argument coming from inside.

Afterward,

he saw his young uncle coming out the door.

The old gentleman was still roaring inside: "You unfilial son, if you don’t want to stay at home then get out of here quick."

"Did you make Grandpa angry again?" William looked at his young uncle.

"I decided to come back on a whim, I still have some things to take care of outside, and I need to leave in a couple of days." Finn Hale wouldn’t have returned early if it wasn’t for Eva Hugh’s matter.

William nodded, knowing his grandfather didn’t want to part with his young uncle.

It was just that he was too stubborn to admit it.

The uncle and nephew chatted casually, walking through the garden. Autumn was bleak and already showing the chill of winter days. Finn gazed sideways at his nephew, "You have something you want to say to me?"

"No."

"If you have something to say, just speak up, why beat around the bush with me?"

Having grown up together since childhood, Finn could naturally notice the anomaly of William’s thoughts, which might be hid from others.

"If I ask, don’t get mad."

"I’m not that petty."

"About Junior President Payne."

"..."

Finn Hale frowned but said nothing.

"You must know a lot about him."

They say the one who knows you best may not be your friend, but your enemy.

"Some," Finn looked at him, "What about it? Are you interested in him? You’re not thinking of targeting the Payne Family, are you?"

"No."

"Then why ask about him?"

"It seems... he’s a little out of the ordinary towards Zoe."

Finn raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

Zoe Bell, knowing that Finn considered him a rival, met with Junior President Payne and didn’t tell the family; Finn had just found out that they had met again in private.

"It really is a bit unusual," Finn paused, stopping in front of an osmanthus tree. The path was covered with fallen osmanthus flowers, turning to dust as they crumbled underfoot.

"Do you think... his intentions towards Zoe could be..."

"How could I guess his thoughts," Finn turned to look at him, "but, I heard that he once had a sister."

Once?

William frowned.

The implication was that she might be gone now.

Probably gone.

Because he had never heard of a daughter in the Payne Family.