Chapter 370: Don’t You Find It Dirty?

The blinding light dispelled the darkness, fully exposing Greer and Emily.

“Sorry to interrupt, but before you get too cozy, shouldn’t you consider coming clean for leniency?” came a voice, half-mocking.

Emily and Greer were startled and looked toward the source of the voice. They saw a maid holding a flashlight, shining it on them.

“What are you doing! Do you know nothing of decorum!” Emily screamed in panic, then realizing the other was just a maid, she immediately threatened, “You better pretend you saw nothing, or once I’m officially part of the Moore family, I’ll flay you alive!”

Greer squinted displeasingly at the meddlesome maid. But upon seeing the maid’s face, he froze. That face… Isn’t this Olivia, the one Daxton had gone to find that day? Why is she here?

Olivia, watching Emily threaten her even in her dying moments, turned the flashlight toward a corner of the garden.

“Listen, she’s waiting for you to officially bring her into the Moore family.”

With Olivia’s words, a dreadful premonition suddenly arose in Emily’s heart, and she instinctively looked in the direction of the flashlight. In the next second, she met Byron’s bloodshot eyes. Byron stared, unbelieving, at the woman he had cherished for twenty years.

Had he not seen and heard it with his own eyes and ears, he would never have believed it. Emily had conspired with Greer to drug Daxton. I have adored her for over two decades, but in her eyes, I’m nothing but a complete fool?

Recalling how he had vouched for her innocence in front of Daxton and Olivia, Byron now felt his face burning as if he had been slapped repeatedly.

“No… no… let me explain…” Emily was completely panicked, having not expected Byron to be here. Have he heard everything I just said?

Byron took a deep breath.

“I only have one question for you now. Benedict, is he really my son?”

Her previous mention of him being a happy father tore through Byron like a knife.

The woman’s face faltered.

“Of course! Benedict is your son! Darling, listen to me explain! I… I was compelled! Your father didn’t approve of us, but I loved you so much! I did it because I was desperate to be with you…”

Byron closed his eyes in agony.

“So you really do love him, enough to not only drug his father but him too.”

Olivia’s unexpected remark made Byron snap his eyes open.

“What… what did you say?”

Emily’s eyes widened.

“You’re lying! You little wretch, you have no right to speak here! Don’t think I won’t smash your mouth!” Emily charged at Olivia in a rage.

But before her hand could touch Olivia, she was swiftly kicked away. Emily fell to the ground, clutching her stomach, tears and snot covering her face.

Olivia waved her hand, clearing the air in front of her.

“Let’s talk nicely; no need for violence. Don’t you find it dirty?”