Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 243 - 242 Zoe Scolded? Is Her Brother the Unlucky One? (5 updates)

Chapter 243: 242 Zoe Scolded? Is Her Brother the Unlucky One? (5 updates)

"William Hale, William Hale, what do you mean by this? Let go of me, what do you want to do to me..."

He desperately shouted, but he couldn’t stop William Hale from walking away.

"William Hale, I can apologize to those girls, I can give them money, just let me return to my country, I’ll even go to jail."

"Don’t leave, you can’t abandon me, what are you going to do to me!"

"What you’re doing is illegal, William Hale—"

Despite his screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Sir, let me drive." Zac Cruz was also in the company.

William Hale simply sat in the back seat and sent a message to Martin Yates:

"Uncle, he’s in your hands now."

Over the years, Martin Yates had become acquainted with many people from both legal and illegal circles due to his role in gemstone mining, and had his own ways to handle scum. If he wanted to, the Wells Family would never be able to find him.

William Hale didn’t initially want to trouble Martin Yates with this matter.

It’s just that he was currently staying at Tim Payne’s place, and Zoe Bell accidentally let him find out while discussing the issue with her brother.

Martin Yates told William Hale, "I’ll handle the final matters, don’t you all interfere or ask, just pretend you don’t know."

To handle such scum,

Why dirty the hands of a few children.

**

In the hospital

When William Hale arrived at the ward, Lucas Bell was sitting on the hospital bed reading a book, thankfully, it was his left hand that was injured, not affecting his ability to write.

"Brother-in-law." Lucas turned towards him upon hearing the sound, "It’s so late, where have you been?"

"I went to the police station to deal with your case."

"Fighting lawsuits abroad is too difficult, just think of it as bad luck," Lucas Bell sighed.

William Hale took out a card from his pocket and handed it to him, "This has thirty million in it, it’s compensation from the other party."

"What, what?"

Lucas was surprised, thinking he had heard wrong.

Forget a hand; it’s crude to say, but even take his life, it wouldn’t be worth thirty million.

"Brother-in-law, you must be mistaken."

"No mistake, one of the people who laid hands on you comes from a wealthy family." William Hale lied without any change in expression, "Keep this money for yourself, you’ll need a lot of it for your studies and work in the future."

The meaning in William Hale’s words:

Was to tell him not to use the money to fill his parents’ financial holes.

The Bell Family had gone bankrupt and owed a lot of money.

And, with Mr. and Mrs. Bell’s poor conduct, if they knew about this money, they would pester endlessly, creating an endless pit of debt.

Lucas understood and nodded in agreement.

"Keep some of this money for living expenses, reserve some for emergencies, and if you need to, I can help you invest the rest."

"Stop taking part-time jobs in the future and focus on your studies," William Hale advised.

If he fared well, Zoe would worry less.

Lucas nodded, and after a while, he asked, "Brother-in-law, is this really compensation? It’s not that you secretly gave it to me?"

What kind of a fool would pay him so much money in compensation.

William Hale looked at him, his expression seemed to say:

Do you think I am foolish with money to spare?

Even if he did give, he wouldn’t use millions just to indulge him in play.

Lucas hung his head in silence, but now with this money, his future tuition and living expenses were settled.

William Hale glanced at the window...

With Ryan Wells having disappeared into thin air, the Wells Family was certainly panicking.

Once he returned to his own country, there would likely be troubles stirred up, but the Wells Family was already a spent force, not worth excessive worry. He looked down and sent a message to Zoe Bell, telling her that everything had been taken care of and instructing her not to worry.

Seeing his brother-in-law’s slight smile, Lucas guessed he must be messaging his sister.

"Brother-in-law."

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"When exactly did you develop feelings for my sister?"

"For quite a while now."

"Can you tell me about it?" Lucas Bell was very curious.

"No, I can’t," William Hale refused flatly.

"..."

Lucas Bell felt helpless.

It was truly dull, and he had no idea how his sister could stand him. Considering the past few days William Hale had spent with him in the hospital, he felt enormous pressure.

Sister?

Could it be that the thirty million was given by his sister?

If it was his own sister, there was no need to give so much money, though.

He texted Zoe Bell but did not receive a response.

Because at this moment, Zoe Bell, leaning on her crutches, was standing in front of Martin Yates, waiting for his scolding.

She had risked herself in danger, and her uncle was very angry.

While he was wiping a camera with a cleaning cloth, Tim Payne cleared his throat, "Uncle, don’t blame Zoe. She was just too anxious, that’s why she..."

"You shut up!"

"..."

"You stand there with her; you are her accomplice, complicit in crime," Martin Yates snorted coldly.

"Do you have the nerve to plead for her? I haven’t even settled the score with you. When your sister told you about this, far from stopping her, you even said... what? That you’d cover for her? Is this how you act as a brother?"

"Tim Payne, you really have some nerve. If I hadn’t discovered by chance, were you and your sister planning to pull off a big move in secret?"

"And who is Ryan Wells? I’ve had someone check him out!"

"How many girls has he ruined, a lunatic, a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. What would you do if something went wrong!"

Zoe Bell, unable to bear her brother’s harsh scolding, quickly tried to explain:

"Uncle, it’s not my brother’s fault. It was my mistake."

"You just keep..."

Martin Yates stopped mid-sentence and frowned, "Sit down first!"

Zoe Bell hesitated.

"What? You don’t listen to me now?" Martin Yates frowned, his gaze sharp.

She had no choice but to sit down.

Tim Payne: ?!

He looked towards his uncle?

What about him?

Why did it end up with him being the only one left standing as punishment?

"Why are you looking at me? She is still young; it’s understandable that she is impulsive and doesn’t think things through. But you joined in with her," Martin Yates snorted coldly. "You’re quite the brother, aren’t you?"

"Uncle, it’s that Wells kid who’s gone too far, the enemy hidden while I’m exposed. If I hadn’t plotted against him, he would have been a timed bomb planted right next to my sister."

"I know that. You don’t need to remind me."

If it weren’t for this reason, Martin Yates would have nipped this matter in the bud long ago.

"That lighter you had tonight was pretty cool. Where did you buy it, I want one too."

"Bought online, get it yourself."

"Is there a link?"

"..."

Martin Yates frowned at him, "Don’t change the subject."

"If she had gotten hurt tonight, I’d like to see how you’d explain it to your parents!"

"Your dad’s temper, he would probably break your legs! Look at this mess you’ve created."

Having finally found their daughter, a mishap would have been unbearable for the sister.

"I didn’t do anything..." Tim Payne muttered, "In the end, wasn’t it you who took care of it?"

"I didn’t fight, didn’t lift a finger, I didn’t even say a word the whole time."

"Even if my dad knew, he couldn’t pin anything on me."

Martin Yates paused cleaning the camera and looked up at his nephew.

That look seemed to say:

You little rascal,

It seems like you’re deliberately picking a fight!

"Tim Payne, what do you mean by that?" Martin Yates put down the camera, "So now, you’re completely throwing the blame on me?"

Zoe Bell bit her lip, looking at her brother:

Could you just say less for once.