My Fair Stunner

Chapter 181 Neither Good nor Evil

Chapter 181 Neither Good nor Evil

Colin was someone neither good nor evil.

He could chat with old Mr. Farrell about family love, but in the next second, his expression turned

malicious and rebellious.

As old Mr. Farrell heard Colin's words, he tightened his hands on the crutch and asked with a stern

voice, "What thing?"

Colin smiled contemptuously and said with a cold tone, "A good thing that can prevent the family from

exterminating each other."

As Colin finished speaking, Robert stepped forward with a file holder.

Upon old Mr. Farrell's gaze, Robert opened the file holder, took out the things inside, and placed them

on the coffee table one by one.

There weren't many things in the folder, but any of them was enough to make old Mr. Farrell feel

disgraced.

While staring at the things on the table, old Mr. Farrell's face turned pale and angry, "Where did these

come from?"

Colin raised his hand and lifted his shirt's collar, revealing his masculine chin, "Which one are you

asking? The photo of Helen contacting Mason? Or the call recording between Hank and Frank? Or,

you're referring to Helen's transaction record to Mason and Frank's lover?"

After Colin finished his words, he leaned forward and roughly flipped the items on the table. He said

jokingly, "I seem to have left out a few other things."

Looking at Colin's uncaring attitude, old Mr. Farrell's expression turned exasperated, "Colin!"

Colin smiled, and he looked ruthless. He looked back at old Mr. Farrell, "Grandfather, everything here,

each of them is trying to ruin me. The support that you told me seemed to be unreliable."

Old Mr. Farrell glared at the things on the table and breathed heavily.

A while later, he growled, "Bring Hank and Helen to me right now!"

As old Mr. Farrell finished his words, a "bang" sound came out from the kitchen. It sounded like

porcelain that had fallen to the ground.

Immediately after that was the maid's anxious voice, "Madam, are you alright?"

Tiffany scolded the maid, "Shut up. I'm alright."

The atmosphere was just right. A hint of mockery flashed through Colin's eyes. He leaned back against

the sofa.

A while later, York guided Hank and Helen down from the second floor.

The two stood in front of the coffee table mannerly and greeted old Mr. Farrell. Old Mr. Farrell was

holding back his anger, "You both, give me an explanation for the things on the table."

As old Mr. Farrell finished speaking, Helen's face instantly turned pale.

On the other hand, Hank was calmer than Helen. He tightened his body, bent his knees, and knelt,

"Grandfather, I'm at fault."

Old Mr. Farrell was on the verge of getting enraged, "Speak."

Hank said calmly, "Lately, Colin and I are competing for a project. Since I had lost to him twice, Helen

was worried. That's why, behind my back, she..."

Hank spoke hesitantly. Although he looked like he was admitting his mistake, he was actually pushing Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

the fault onto Helen.

Helen stood shivering beside Hank. She seemed to have been instructed by Tiffany in advance. So,

she didn't dare to refute anything.

Old Mr. Farrell took a deep breath, "You mean, all of these are what Helen did behind your back?"

Hank replied, "Yes."

Old Mr. Farrell said, "Then, how do you explain the recording?"

Hank's expression changed. He tried to justify his lie forcibly, "Grandfather, Helen is my sister. Although

she did something wrong, I, as her brother, would still need to help her deal with the aftermath."

Everybody in the room was well aware that Hank was lying.

Old Mr. Farrell stared at Hank intensely. About half a minute later, he stood up and walked to him. He

raised his hand and slapped him on the face, "You bastard!"

Hank gritted his teeth and didn't say anything. But Helen, who was standing aside, was shocked until

she screamed in fear.

After slapping Hank, old Mr. Farrell leaned on his crutch and turned his gaze onto Helen, who was in a

panic state, "To do all these things, don't you feel sorry for your second brother?"

Helen got onto her knees immediately, "Grandfather, I know I'm wrong. I won't repeat my mistakes

again. I didn't give much thought when I did those things. I'm just feeling sorry for my brother. I'm

worried if he loses again, the company's shareholders will look down on him."

Helen said while shedding tears, like a weeping beauty.

Old Mr. Farrell lowered his head to look at the two kneeling in front of him. Then, he turned his head to

look at Colin, "Colin, what do you want to do?"

Colin displayed a profound smile, "I'll listen to you."

Old Mr. Farrell said, "Both sides are dear to me. I won't make a decision on what happened today."

Colin smiled and stood up slowly. He strode to Hank and Hellen and sneered, "The madam is old. If

both of them were to be punished, I'm afraid that she couldn't take it. Let's just punish one of them!"

Old Mr. Farrell's expression softened slightly as he heard these words, "How to punish?"

Colin raised his eyebrows, "We're a family. People will laugh at us if the punishment is too heavy. How

about this, the one who will be punished needs to return to our hometown and mourne for our

deceased grandmother for three years. It could be regarded as an action to fulfill filial piety."

Colin's punishment sounded like a joke.

Old Madam Farrell had passed away for more than ten years. Going back to mourn her now would just

be a formality.

Old Mr. Farrell thought that Colin was trying to make things sound exaggerating. He thought Colin's

real intention was to leverage his power in the Farrells. So, he went with the flow, "Then, let Helen go.

After all, this was her fault."

Colin said indifferently, "I agree."

Seeing Colin was being sensible, old Mr. Farrell decided to use the carrot and stick method. He raised

his hand and patted Colin's shoulder, "For the project that you're competing with your brother,

grandfather will step out and call the shots. I'll let your brother quit."

Colin chuckled, "Thank you, grandfather."

Old Mr. Farrell said, "As a family, we need to be in harmony."

Colin replied with a calm voice, "You're right."

After speaking, Colin walked toward Hank and stretched out his hand, "Brother."

Hank raised his head and looked at Colin. He reached his hand out to him, "Thank you."

Colin laughed softly and gave Hank a hug. He said with a voice that was low enough to be heard by

themselves, "That recording is a fake one. Frank didn't betray you."

Hank's body stiffened.

Colin continued to speak, "Use your puppets wisely for the following steps. Helen is gone. You'll end up

losing yourself if you lose again."

After speaking, Colin straightened his body and smiled.

The two stared at each other and were fighting silently through their gaze.

Old Mr. Farrell looked through their actions, but he acted as if he saw nothing. He turned and walked

towards the sofa.

Colin sneered at Hank and turned to look at old Mr. Farrell, "Grandfather, the journey to our hometown

is long. Why not let Helen depart now? It would be dangerous when it's late."

Old Mr. Farrell's face turned livid with rage, "York, send the lady back to the hometown."

York answered, "Yes, Mr. Farrell."

As Helen heard old Mr. Farrell's arrangement, she stood up hurriedly from the ground. She wiped her

tears and said a few sentences to please old Mr. Farrell. Then, she went upstairs to pack her luggage.

After packing up, she came downstairs and looked at Tiffany as she walked past the kitchen.

Tiffany gave Helen a reassuring look.

Helen curled up her lips and left the mansion with her suitcase.

As Helen walked out of the Farrells' mansion, she stood in front of the door and looked around, "York,

where's the car?"

York stepped forward to take over her luggage. Then, he walked towards a minivan that was parking

beside.

Helen frowned, "You're sending me off with this broken car?"

York didn't answer Helen. After placing the suitcase into the car, he went to the driver's seat.

York was always quiet in the Farrells. So, Helen didn't suspect anything. She glanced at York and

walked towards the rear seat. She opened the door and got into the minivan.

It was a modified minivan. The rear seat was spacious. Other than the seat, there was a rolled-up

bamboo mat placed on the side.

Helen kicked the mat and taunted, "York, the weather is cold. Why are you putting a bamboo mat in the

car?"

York locked the car door and drove slowly. After moving forward for a distance, he replied, "The mat

inside is Jared. Colin said that you like to see dead bodies that are beyond recognition. He deliberately

went through all the troubles to bring him here to relieve your boredom along the trip. You need to look

at him for twenty minutes after every hour."