Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 462: Take Her Home

Chapter 462: Chapter 462: Take Her Home

Fiona Marshall looked at her son’s resentful and angry face, stunned for a few seconds, unable to suppress her anger.

"You ungrateful wolf! Who do you think I did all that for? Do you think it was for myself? That girl Amelia, in terms of skill and brains, surpasses you siblings countless times! If I hadn’t suppressed her everywhere, would the Garcia Family still have a place for you?"

Jacob Garcia couldn’t accept any of it and couldn’t understand how his parents were so shameless when they were so clearly wrong. He stood up in anger, "If you were thinking so far ahead, why didn’t you calculate that the Garcia Family would end up bankrupt, leaving us with nothing but a pile of debts to inherit?"

"You—" Fiona was taken aback. She hadn’t expected her son to visit her just to make her angry, leaving her speechless for a moment.

"Visiting time is almost up, I should be heading to the hospital. I’m leaving." Jacob said coldly and turned around to walk away without any hesitation.

Fiona reflexively got up, angrily shouting through the glass, "Jacob Garcia! You bastard! Do you think I don’t know you? You just see Amelia doing well now, while we’re all in prison and you’re looking down on us! You can’t wait to cut ties with us! Deep down, you’re just like your father! Looking down on the poor and siding with the rich, selfish! But even if you want to curry favor with others, see if they want you first!"

She suddenly started yelling, drawing the immediate attention of a nearby prison guard who came to reprimand her.

But Fiona was still angry. Even when restrained by the guard, she was shouting, "All bastards! All of them! Michael Garcia, you ruined me, destroyed my whole life! Go to hell! Die sooner!"

Jacob left the visitation room, his mother’s curses still echoing in his ears.

Feeling extremely restless, he held his phone, conflicted.

Should he call Amelia and explain everything?

She was involved and had the right to know the truth.

But if he told her everything and she realized she had no ties with her father, especially considering how her father treated her mother back then, what if she refuses to care about his life or death in anger—what would he do?

He didn’t have enough money to treat his father, and the burden would end up entirely on him.

After a long internal struggle, he irritably scratched his head, deciding not to say anything for now.

At the very least, he would wait until after his father’s operation, when the condition stabilized, before telling her everything.

He wasn’t sure if she could accept that her mother was such a woman, or if she could accept being an illegitimate child of unknown origin.

"Big sister, don’t blame me for not telling you, it’s for your own good..." Jacob muttered to himself, put away his phone, and left the prison.

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The news of Mandrake Technology’s investment in Seal-Cloud Corporation indeed made a splash, hitting the hot search.

Benny Palmer saw the news and was extremely surprised, calling in awe, "Wow! Even lying in the hospital, you’ve managed to connect with Mandrake. You’ve really impressed me! Those waiting to see the spectacle must be green with envy again!"

Christopher Hart also saw today’s financial headlines and, to be honest, had mixed feelings.

He was of course happy that the company’s crisis was resolved once again, but whenever he thought of the attention the Smith Family father and son paid to Amelia, he felt an instinctive vigilance.

Having accepted such a favor, it would be inevitable to keep in touch in the future.

As far as he knew Amelia, this young lady was grateful and certain to express her gratitude earnestly.

Benny, noticing his silence, curiously asked, "What are you, mute? I’m asking you, how did you get in touch with Mandrake?"

Christopher honestly said, "It wasn’t me, it was Amelia."

"Amelia Garcia made the connection? That’s even stranger. How does she know someone high up in Mandrake?"

Christopher chuckled, "She doesn’t just know someone high up, she knows Mandrake’s founder, Thomas Smith. She personally talked to Thomas Smith himself."

"What?" Benny was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped. He was stunned for a few seconds before exclaiming, "What kind of luck do you have? Amelia is without a doubt a great asset to a spouse!"

It really seems so...

Christopher didn’t deny it. If it weren’t for Amelia, Seal-Cloud might not have made it through these crises.

Before they finished talking, Christopher’s phone indicated a new incoming call. He glanced at it and frowned lightly, "Let’s pause here, I have a call."

Connecting the new call, his tone involuntarily grew serious, "Hello, Dad."

The call was from George Hart.

"Yes, things over here are sorted out. I’m already at the airport, heading back to River City today."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work on this trip."

"Between father and son, what’s the point of such formal words." George’s tone was formal, but if you listened carefully, had a bit of awkwardness to it.

Both sides were silent for a few seconds. Christopher sensed that his father had something to say but didn’t know how to start.

As expected, after a clear cough, George asked, "I heard from Lucas King that the collaboration with Mandrake was initiated by Amelia Garcia?"

It wasn’t a surprise that his father would ask this.

"Yes."

"How does she know the founder of Mandrake?"

"Just a coincidence, I guess."

George fell silent again.

After the awkwardness passed, he actively asked, "When will you be able to leave the hospital?"

"Probably the day after tomorrow, why?"

"After you’re discharged, bring her home for a visit."

After saying this, George didn’t wait for his son’s response and hung up the phone.

Christopher listened to the busy tone in his ear, slowly lowered his phone, and after a while, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Looks like his parents were about to be completely "won over" by Amelia.

Having saved them with such overwhelming support twice, it wasn’t going too far to call her the Hart Family’s savior. If that still didn’t change their minds, then truly nothing could.

The hospital room door was pushed open, and Amelia walked in with lunch.

Seeing her, Christopher’s face immediately brightened with a smile, reaching out to her.

Amelia set down the lunch box, and even before reaching the bed, already extended her hand to him, "What are you so happy about?"

"What do you think?" He didn’t believe that she wouldn’t know about such a big event.

With a gentle smile, the woman approached the bed, placing both her hands in his palms, and sweetly said, "The project in S City can continue, and with Mandrake increasing the investment, the third phase of the project is also secured. Those hoping for Seal-Cloud’s bankruptcy will be disappointed again, and eight out of ten might even get envious."

Christopher nodded, "Yes, and it’s all thanks to you."

"Just a thanks?"

Before the words left her mouth, the man pulled her closer, about to kiss her, but she dodged with a laugh.

"I wasn’t talking about that! I meant, you should also apologize to me! Who was it that yelled and sulked at me a few days ago?"

Christopher looked at her affectionately, agreeing obediently, "Okay, I’m sorry, it was all my fault."

"Then tell me, what did you do wrong?"

The man thought for a moment and seriously said, "I was wrong not to trust you, wrong not to take your calls, wrong to show you a cold face."

"So do you know what to do from now on?"

"Mm, to believe in you unconditionally and never throw a tantrum again, is that okay?"

"Hmph." Amelia, no longer the naive teenager, heard and smiled. Looking at his handsome and gentle face, she coldly hummed with a playful complaint, "You men, your promises are just lies! No matter how well you assure me now, you’ll reveal your true colors when something happens next time."