Theodore Holmes and Fabian Holmes chatted about work-related matters for a while, then both stood up and left the living room, each returning to their rooms.
Thud!
Following the sound, Theodore Holmes looked down at the floor. The phone that had just fallen onto the floor caught his eye without warning. He frowned slightly, bent down, and picked up the phone from the floor.
The phone he picked up wasn’t his own, but Amelia Linton’s. If it hadn’t accidentally fallen out of his pocket while he was taking off his clothes, he would have forgotten about it.
Theodore Holmes turned around with the phone, ready to return it to its owner, but as he was about to walk to the room’s door, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and raised the hand holding the phone.
He stared at the phone in his hand for a long while before eventually turning back and sitting down heavily on the bed.
Amelia Linton’s phone password was very simple, and she didn’t deliberately shield it when entering it each time, so Theodore Holmes had seen the password without intentionally peeking.
Because he knew her phone’s password, he easily unlocked her phone and quickly saw the phone’s interface.
He opened the messaging function and quickly composed a text message.
"Why do you always make me angry? Look at your brother, how well-behaved he is. Although your brother is not my biological son, he treats me far better than you, my biological son."
After reading the text message repeatedly and confirming there was nothing unusual about it, Theodore Holmes sent it to Easton Holmes.
When Easton Holmes received this text message, he was about to leave the study and go to bed. This text message instantly ruined his good mood for returning to the room, and his expression immediately turned somber.
"Since you think that illegitimate child is so good, you three can live together, no need to pointlessly bother me."
After composing this message, he sent it back without even glancing at it.
After replying to the text message, Easton Holmes added both Amelia Linton’s and Fabian Holmes’s numbers to the block list without a moment’s hesitation.
Unaware of the blocking situation on this side, Theodore Holmes couldn’t hide his smile when he saw Easton’s reply.
But when the words "illegitimate child" reappeared in front of him in the text message, his smile vanished, quickly replaced by a look of resentment.
"You can’t say that about him. He’s not some illegitimate child; I’ve long considered him my own son."
This time, Theodore Holmes didn’t meticulously check the message like before. He immediately sent it off after editing.
Little did he know, Easton Holmes had already blocked the number, and the messages he sent were intercepted.
Theodore Holmes thought, like before, he would soon receive a reply from Easton, but after holding the phone up for quite a while, he didn’t see any new messages, and his hand was starting to get tired.
What’s going on? Does he not want to speak to him anymore? Or did the text message render him speechless from anger?
Theodore Holmes decided to send another message to find out what was happening on the other end. Ignoring his sore wrist, he began composing another message.
"Do you also think you went too far earlier? Too ashamed to reply to my text? Let me tell you, if your dad saw this, he’d definitely beat you up!!!"
Out of anger, he typed three exclamation marks in a row to express just how furious he was.