Chapter 440 Helpful

In other words, Jay was a man who was merciful and empathized with others.

Whenever he saw beggars on the street, he would help them without verifying if they were really poor
or not.

As a result, whenever beggars saw his car, they would immediately surround him to ask for alms.

In the end, Jay felt harassed by them and didn't dare to drive on that road anymore.

It was not about the money, but he was losing time trying to fend them off.

But much to his surprise, those beggars somehow found out where he lived and took turns squatting
patiently at the door of his house.

Every time they would see Jay's car driving out of the yard, one of the beggars on the lookout would
whistle loudly, and other beggars hiding in the dark would immediately swarm over in throve.

This aggravated Jay's annoyance further. In the end, he decided to move out In order to avoid those
bothersome beggars.

After that, he came to the conclusion that people should not be too kind to the point of being taken
advantage of. Otherwise, they were just inviting others to trouble them.

With narrowed eyes, Charles raised his head and blew a smoke ring out of exasperation. If Derrick was
to be proven guilty of committing murder, then he would have to pay a life with his life.

No one could escape the law.

"What should we do next?" asked Jay in frustration.

"Go find the evidence of how Derrick murdered Bob," Charles ordered decisively.



"And then? What if your grandfather finds out about it?" Jay was mostly worried about Frederic's
health. Without a doubt, if something bad were to happen to Derrick, the person to be dealt with the
heaviest blow would be Frederic.

"Alas... Let's talk about it when the time comes." Charles wanted to hide Derrick's crimes from his
grandpa, but he was afraid that it couldn't be concealed any longer.

To put it bluntly, Charles himself didn't know how to handle the situation either.

But if this incident were to be left unsolved, Derrick would always pose as a potential threat to the TS
Group.

After ending the call, Jay sent Charles the evidence of Derrick instructing Bob to damage Hiram's car.

Charles drove straight to the hospital right after.

In the meantime, the two kids had eaten and were already full.

Nadia whispered to Bobby secretly, "Bobby, what if Daddy isn't able to find us?"

"Yes, I'm also worried now. How about we quietly sneak away when they are not looking?" Bobby
hesitantly suggested after thinking for a while.

"But that's not a good idea to begin with. Great grandpa won't let us go." Bobby shook his head in
contemplation.

Holding her chin in her hands, Nadia miserably whined, "So, are we really going to stay here tonight? If
Daddy finds out that we secretly ran away from the kindergarten, do you think he will punish us?"

"Yes, he definitely will, so we can't leave either. At the very least, we have great grandpa to protect us
here. If we are to leave, there will absolutely be no one to protect us," reasoned Bobby.



"Alas..." Nadia sighed, slightly upset, "I'm just so sad that we can't be with Daddy and Mommy tonight."

"Well, we can wait for Daddy and Mommy to come for us and take us from here," Bobby said in a calm
voice.

Nadia became a little disappointed and sat on the sofa without saying anything.

At this time, the sound of footsteps rushing could be heard coming from the door. Shortly after, the door
of the ward was opened and Charles walked in from the outside with large strides.

His handsome face was as cold as ice and his murderous look scared Nadia to the bones. She shrank
her neck and anxiously said in fear, "Oh, Daddy is here so soon."

"It's already late, okay?" Bobby said as he looked out of the window. It was already beginning to get
dark outside.

The weather in early winter was a little chilly.

However, to their surprise, Charles didn't even pay any attention to the two kids as he walked in.
Instead, he went straight to Frederic's bedside and said with determination, "Grandpa, I want to show
you something."

The two kids looked at each other. How could Daddy just ignore them without even a glance?

The two kids curiously approached Charles timidly and all four eyes stared fixedly at the phone he was
holding in his hand.

Frederic thought that Charles' presence must be an indication that he had changed his mind. So, he
didn't bother with the niceties and crossly demanded, "What is it that you want to show me so badly?
The stock price of TS Group has already reached the limit down, hasn't it? Humph, I knew this would



happen. You ungrateful bastard! In your heart, there is only room for Nancy and Nancy alone. You don't
even care about the TS Group at all, let alone me!"

"No, I didn't come here for the stock of TS Group, but rather... It's regarding a conspiracy directed by
Derrick!"

As soon as Charles uttered those words, both Angelina and Hardy rushed over in a hurry, their curiosity
peaked to its limit.

"What do you mean by that? Tell me now!" Frederic intensely growled and sat up slowly.

Charles put the phone in Frederic's hand and said, "Grandpa, it's best if you take a look at it yourself.
You have to see with your own eyes what dirty and underhanded trick Derrick used to make me leave
the TS Group."

Angelina immediately handed his reading glasses to Frederic, anticipating a sudden outburst from him.

Frederic put on his glasses with trembling hands. When he looked at the phone, he subconsciously
narrowed his eyes.

In fact, he had already guessed vaguely that something was not right and it was bothering his heart.

When he heard and saw the recording of the conversation between Derrick and Bob, Frederic was
shocked into oblivion.

"Grandpa, I swear, this video is definitely real and not made up by me. I'm not as conniving as Derrick!"
Charles stated softly.

He somehow had an inclination as to how Frederic was feeling at that very moment. As much as he
would like to avoid causing grandpa any pain, the need to let grandpa see Derrick's true colors



outweighed the pain.

"Father, you trusted Derrick too much. He tried every despicable means to frame Charles. I feel so
sorry for Charles," Angelina berated Frederic softly while wiping her tears.

"Angelina, stop it! Don't make things worse!" Hardy reprimanded Angelina to stop her from blabbering
further.

Frederic, on the other hand, remained silent and still for a long time.

The ward remained quiet for nearly ten minutes. Nobody dared to make a sound.

"Great Grandpa, is he really a bad person?" Nadia suddenly leaned over and pointed at Derrick's
image with her little finger.

"No, he was just too obsessed with wealth and did something really stupid," Frederic admitted as he
sighed with disappointment.

"Father, I still want to say something on behalf of Charles. Since it was Derrick who really framed him
and the truth had finally come to light, we should let the media know the truth, shouldn't we?" Angelina
was eager to announce and prove Charles' innocence to everyone.

"Do you want Derrick to die?" said Frederic between his gritted teeth.

At present, the most uncomfortable person in the room was Frederic. All this time, he had been
severely against Charles and assumed the worst for Derrick's sake. He couldn't eat nor sleep well, and
he fervently prayed all the time for Derrick to wake up soon.

But Frederic never expected that contrary to what he believed in; it was Derrick who had framed
Charles. How dare he? He even risked his own life in order to frame Charles.



How much hatred could there be for him to do that?

"No one wants Derrick to die, but he deserves the condition he is in now. The reason why you asked
him to go to the old mansion that day was to verify whether he colluded with Anna or not. To cover up
for his misdeeds, he came up with such a clumsy idea in a hurry. It is clearly evident that he wanted to
destroy me. And he almost succeeded. Grandpa, are you really deceived by the lies and illusion he
created?" Charles analyzed calmly.

In the face of all the evidence against Derrick, Frederic was not as cruel and domineering as he used to
be. Rather, he looked very deflated and depressed.

"What do you think we should do now, Charles?" Frederic asked in a forlorn manner, as he looked at
Charles pitifully like a helpless child.

"When he wakes up, take him to the police," Charles answered calmly.

"Don't forget that he is your uncle!" Frederic ruefully reminded him, lest he forget their
relation.


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