Chapter 40 No Conspiracy (Part Two)

Perhaps, he had fallen in love with her since then.

Nothing could save him.

"It's none of my business..."

Tracy turned her head so as to avoid eye contact with Ben.

She stared at the glass table and murmured.

She couldn't tell Ben that she wanted to vent her anger on Brody.

Because she didn't like the arrogant face.

"Ben, do you know something?"

Suddenly, Tracy turned around and asked, but her eyes met those of doubt.

She was stunned, and her heart beat with fear by his eyes.

She blushed slightly.

"Yes..."

Caught off guard, Tracy met Ben's gaze. Ben suddenly uttered a "H'm".

Then he turned his head and stared at the wine glass in his hand.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

And it was Tracy who broke the silence first. "You must know something, right? Otherwise, how could
you show up here on time?"



She knew that if she did not speak first, the quiet Ben would not open his mouth.

"That old woman is Charlie's mother."

Ben glanced at Tracy and said casually.

"Pu -"

The wine that Tracy had just tasted was all spat out by the words of Ben.

The wine splashed on her chest and the table.

"Ahem!"

Tracy coughed violently and tears filled her eyes because of choking.

Frowning, Ben reached out his big warm hand to pat her back gently.

"Slow down..."

Ben said as he patted her on the back.

Tracy took a deep breath and wiped the tears off the corner of her eyes. She rolled her eyes at rod and
snapped, "it's all because of you. You said 'the mother of the Charlie'

The fact that the old lady was the mother of Charlie astonished Tracy.

All in all, she was that rogue's mother.

No wonder!

Charlie said to her in a serious manner.



"Mother? Charlie's mother was dying? Didn't this woman have an heir? What about Charlie's father? "

Tracy looked at Ben with confusion.

Quietly looking at her eager to know the answer, Ben said indifferently: "the father of Charlie is still
alive."

Ben said with a teasing smile.

"What the hell is going on? The old lady's husband is still alive, and he has more than one child..."

At the mention of Charlie, she thought of Elsa all of a sudden.

There was no exception.

"Tracy, don't think too much. You're involved in it. It's very simple. Even if this woman's son and
husband are alive, they have the right to deal with the property under their own name according to their
own will."

Rushton looked at her with a serious face and patiently explained the situation to her.

Tracy nodded and said, "it's a matter of law, but it's obviously against human's logic. I have a son and a
family. Why do they have to hold a drinking competition for no reason and let strangers grab the fortune
from them?"

That was not like the usual people. No one was so squeamish.

Tracy was even more confused.

To her surprise, Ben was still sitting there.

He looked quite composed.



He was calm, but she was eager to know.

"Ben, can you stop playing tricks and tell me the truth?"

Tracy couldn't help but entreat.

She only knew that it was difficult to dig out the news from Ben.

He often made her angry.

"Silly girl, can't you guess it yourself? She is stepmother. "

Ben looked at the impatient Tracy.

Tracy asked, looking at Ben with her eyes wide open.

stepmother?

No wonder the XS group would hold the wine competition for her.

Ben had no choice.

"Why are you so surprised?"

Tracy nodded and said, "then you must know there is something fishy behind the game."

She looked at Ben and asked him for a certain answer.

She was sure that Ben must know about it.

She got to know the ins and outs of the whole event.

However, to her surprise——



"I don't know."

With her eyes wide open, Tracy asked, "how could that be possible? How could you not know her
motive? "

Ben looked at her seriously and shook his head. "I'm telling the truth. There's no conspiracy at all. The
money is earned by the old lady without payment in that wine contest. I'm really hungry. No
conspiracy."

"According to what you said, I am a villain. I think there is a scheme behind the competition."

Tracy stood up from the sofa excitedly and looked at Ben.

She was curious about the result of the competition. It turned out that the old lady had donated the
property in that way.

"Eh, no conspiracy. Maybe this old lady has her own difficulties."

"But why didn't she give those to the charity fund?"

Tracy's question struck Ben speechless.

"Maybe it's the old woman, she likes sending people in this way. Anyway, she's going to die, and she
has no children. It's useless to ask for money after her death."

Looking at the speechless look on Tracy's face, Ben tried to convince her with a far fetched reason.

"But as the old saying goes, keep the goodies within the family. She can help her stepson inherit them."

By what Tracy said, Ben couldn't think of any reason to refuse her.

"I don't know, either. I've done all the necessary research. Wine games are quite normal."



Ben finally said helplessly.

Tracy stared at Ben for a while, not knowing what to do. Then she sat on the sofa in frustration.

"That's it."

Ben couldn't help comforting Tracy, who was sitting next to her, because he couldn't bear to see her get
upset.

"Isn't it a good thing that there is no conspiracy? Do you like scheming against each other? "

Ben persuaded in a different tone.

"You do look like a real gentleman."

Tracy said in a neither friendly nor friendly tone.

Ben had no choice but to spoil her and did not continue to quarrel with her.

After a moment's silence, Tracy stood up and said, "it's too late. I should go back now."

She said goodbye to Ben in disappointment.

Ben's eyes twinkled, he slowly stood up, his slender body shrouding over Tracy's head.

She could smell the booze in the air.

Tracy took a step back out of instinct.

She had a feeling that there was something between her and Ben.

Noticing the subtle difference of her, Ben's eyes darkened a little, and then he said lightly, "I'll drive you
there."



After that, he held her in his arms peremptorily.

Tracy was surprised, but she dodged him right away.

"No, thanks. I'm not the girl who was 18 years old as I used to be. I can't lose myself."

She gave Ben a forced smile and went to open the door.

However, the moment she opened the door, her path was blocked.

Tracy raised her head and saw the man standing in her way.

She was wearing men's casual clothes, but apparently, she was a girl.

The girl wore a black peaked cap and had a handsome and outstanding face. Her eyes were full of
unconcealed naughty.

"Oh my God!"

After a long while, Tracy finally let out a cry of surprise. What a crazy girl! Why was she here.

"Well, do you feel surprised? "

Wendy looked at her with a cheeky look.

"sister in law..."

Wendy said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

Tracy looked at the woman who was two years younger than her and asked.



Wendy Ye, was 19 years old and from Harvard University. However, she was very busy and had
nothing to do but running around.

She once heard that Brody was scolding Wendy in his study. But it didn't work.

Tracy felt not comfortable when Wendy speaking. On the contrary, Tracy felt awkward.

"Humph I knew you were here as soon as I got you. "

Tracy thoughts were interrupted by Wendy.

The moment she turned her head, Wendy ran to Ben and grabbed his arm without hesitation.

Tracy was dumbfounded. She stared at the audacious Wendy, dumbfounded.

"Tracy, I'm chasing him!"

"Snort -"

Hearing what Wendy said, Tracy could not help but laugh.

"Really? I'm not kidding."

Wendy looked at her with a serious look, and the hand holding Ben was tighter.

"I believe you."

Tracy couldn't help smiling.

On the contrary, Ben looked indifferent.

He pushed Wendy away with displeasure and severely stopped her from behaving "improper".



Noticing that Wendy's face darkened at that moment, Tracy added.

"Well It's time for me to go back. You guys keep talking. I gotta go. "

Seeing them in a stalemate, Tracy hurried to leave the space to them.

Then she walked out and closed the door.

She sighed. Just now, looking at Ben with serious eyes, he was not kidding at all.

'Wendy was fooling around, ' she thought.

She knew that her brother, Brody, was a rival with Ben.

By the way Ben had talked to her before, it could be figured out that Brody and Ben were not just rivals.

He must be his enemy.


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