Moses’s hand arranging the photos froze in place.
"Ahem!" The assistant cleared his throat and took a deep breath, "He said... that Gan Tang is the young miss... and his child."
Over the past few days, Moses had been trying to figure out who the father of that child was.
He considered the possibility that Gan Yuan might have been abandoned by some bastard, thought she might have indulged in a moment of passion, even thought that the child might not be hers, he considered she had her reasons...
Unfortunately, he had thought of all sorts of possibilities, but he hadn’t thought it would be this one.
"Huangfu Jue is the father of that child." Moses whispered, "Does that mean she betrayed me because of Huangfu Jue?! She left everything behind just because of him... I was by her side for over a decade, but I couldn’t compare to a Huangfu Jue?!"
The assistant hung his head in silence, and Moses stood up and grabbed him, "Why?"
The assistant just shook his head, unable to answer this question.
"Answer me!" Moses yelled.
"I..." The assistant furrowed his brow tightly, "I think the young miss... she was just...just confused for a moment..."
"Confused for a moment? Confused for a moment and she has a child for a man?" Moses pushed him away, "So, she’s been avoiding me, all these years... she’s been hiding from me!"
He bent down and picked up a photograph from the coffee table.
The girl in the photo slowly came to life, turning into the real her.
"Moses, don’t leave me!"
"Moses, from now on, we’ll never be apart."
A dull pain arose in his chest, and Moses forcefully threw the photo in his hand.
The photo crashed onto the coffee table, bounced up, briefly circled mid-air, and fell to the floor.
The man strode over, his right foot raised as if about to crush the photo, then he pulled back and kicked the coffee table heavily.
"Throw them all away!"
The coffee table let out a pained cry, tilted to one side, and everything on it—the camera, fruit plate... all sorts of things—slid off with the tilt and smashed onto the carpet.
Without looking at the photos again, Moses stepped into the study and slammed the door shut with force.
The assistant sighed softly, walked over to straighten the coffee table, crouched down, and began picking up the albums and photos from the floor one by one, neatly rearranging them. Noticing a sheet of paper on the ground, he picked it up with a puzzled expression.
It was a spare sheet from the hotel, and on the beautiful paper, there was bold handwriting.
Some clarifications regarding Moses and Gan Yuan
We are not lovers; I have been searching for her all these years, she is my sister. I am relieved that she is still alive..."
Clearly, it was the press release that Moses had handwritten when he was preparing for the publication. Holding the thin sheet of paper, the assistant’s frown deepened.
It turned out, he had misunderstood; the gentleman had never intended to target that person.
The door to the study was suddenly pulled open, and the assistant turned his face in shock as Moses strode towards him, his gaze sweeping over the paper in his hands.
"If anyone should come to know the contents of this draft, I’ll kill you right away!"
"I... I didn’t see anything." The assistant hurried to his feet, "I’ll dispose of these right away."
He picked up the photo albums and papers from the ground and hurried out the door.
Moses took a deep breath and walked towards the liquor cabinet.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something reflective under the coffee table. He bent down and picked up the photo from beneath it.