He Clings to Me Every Night

Edward Marshall’s face darkened, he said resentfully, “Daniel Marshall is a black sheep of our Marshall Family, he has cast aside all his kin. My elder brother must have been blind.”

“Mr. James Marshall, calm down, don’t agitate yourself over Daniel Marshall, justice will prevail!”

“Alright, let’s not discuss this anymore. I need to conserve my energy.”

After hanging up the phone, Bella Thompson fell into deep thought.

After a while, as if she had suddenly thought of something, Bella hastily went to the old man’s room and fetched his most treasured album.

Bella carefully flipped through the album multiple times, coming up with a plan in her mind.

No matter what, Bella was determined to figure out if the old man had genuinely lost his memory.

…

James Marshall hadn’t eaten anything, nor had he drunk even a sip of water. He was just leaning against the chair with his eyes shut.

Jimmy Gordon was eating as usual and had a few cups of coffee, quietly observing James Marshall without pushing him to make a decision.

In the afternoon, James Marshall’s phone suddenly rang.

It was a picture sent by Daniel Marshall to James Marshall.

Upon seeing the picture, which showed two unfamiliar men draping their arms over his son’s shoulder, and his son’s confused expression, James Marshall’s anger flared up. He immediately dialed Daniel Marshall’s number.

His voice, cold and hard, shot through his gritted teeth, “Despicable! Bastard!”

Daniel Marshall sneered contemptuously, speaking dismissively, “Uncle, it’s just a picture. And how worked up you are! Furthermore, isn’t Grace Martinez pregnant with your child? You have more than one son, why so nervous?”

Unable to restrain his explosive anger, James Marshall roared, “I have never considered having a child with any other woman. I only have one son. Just try to harm him and I swear I won’t let it go!”

Daniel Marshall’s icy tone sent chills down one’s spine, “The picture was sent to me by someone else. I don’t know the two men either, they might be your son’s friends.

Uncle, I only have one life, and I want to be the master of my own fate. I detest being manipulated by others, as much as I detest others dictating my life.

You consider it for yourself. I might change my mind tomorrow and let your son know the truth. I think he would be interested. If he knew that his mother had suffered a lot, he…”

Daniel Marshall hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted by James Marshall’s howl, “I regret not killing you!”

Daniel Marshall’s voice was flat, his pace of speech slow, containing a hint of mockery, “Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world, I’m afraid I have to disappoint you.”

…

“Uncle, if you remain silent, I’ll hang up. Suddenly, I remembered that I haven’t contacted my cousin for a while. Perhaps I should call him now.”

James Marshall gnashed his teeth, his fist clenched till his knuckles turned white, shaking uncontrollably.

After a few seconds of hesitation, James Marshall replied, enraged yet helpless, “I agree to sell you my shares in Marshall Corporation.”

“Uncle, your reputation has already been tarnished, don’t drag Marshall Corporation down any further. Your scandalous personal life and corrupt practices have already been exposed. It’s better to retire with some dignity. I’m giving you this opportunity.”

“Bastard!”

Daniel Marshall’s laugh was somewhat chilling and cold, “Uncle, stop making a fool of yourself. Keep some elegance for yourself. Anyway, no matter how angry you get, I can’t feel your emotions, nor your mood.”

James Marshall’s face turned ashen, “Fine, I’ll retire.”