Chapter 92 The Past Story
“Who?”
[My grandma.]
Lexie originally thought that by finding out her mother’s identity, all doubts could be solved, but she never expected that things would become more complicated and even involve the case of the succession of the Mitchell family back then.
When Lexie left the teahouse, the sun was blazing outside.
From a distance, he saw Myles running head-on.
“Lexie, sorry I’m late, you and Flora are all done talking?”
Lexie answered, [Yes.]
“What’s wrong with you? Why look so pale?”
[It’s okay, there are some things I didn’t understand, I have to go back and ask my grandma].
Myles pulled her, “Are you okay?”
Lexie nodded, but looked distracted.
“I’ll drive you there.”
“I have my car here.”
“No, I’m not at ease.”
Myles insisted, and Lexie could no longer put it off.
No one noticed that across the street from the teahouse, a man had been standing for some time, with a trail of cigarette butts dropped at his feet.
“Hello? The person you asked me to keep an eye on is getting in the car and leaving with a guy, do you still want to keep an eye on her? You’ll have to reimburse me for the travel fare.”
A female voice came over the phone, “Who did she leave with? Did you take pictures?”
“How should I know that? You didn’t ask me to take a picture either.”
“Take a picture now.”
“They had been left.”
“Are you a waste? You can’t even make it done well”
Hearing the scolding voice on the other end of the phone, the man’s face suddenly changed, “Who are you scolding? Try one more curse, I will quit.”
After saying this, the man hung up the phone and slammed his cigarette on the ground.
“What the fuck, yelling at me.”
Looking at the car parked across the street, the man cocked his head and stared at it carefully for a moment, committing the number plate to memory.
After Lexie got out of the car, Myles never left, the car was parked at the entrance of the alley, looking at the lights on the building from afar.
When she opened the door and saw Lexie, Grandma was overjoyed, “Why are you here today?”
[Grandma, I have something to ask you].
Lexie had rarely been so serious, and Grandma froze for a moment.
“What is it, come in and talk.”
On the sofa, the aroma of jasmine tea permeated the room.
Lexie got right to the point.
[Grandma, I want to ask you about my mother].Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Grandma looked puzzled and her gaze flickered, “Why do you suddenly want to ask about your mother?”
[Is my mother…]
Lexie typed Daphne’s name on her mobile phone and handed it to her Grandma.
The moment the Grandma was stunned and her face suddenly changed, it already said it all.
“Lexie, how did you know that? Peter told you?”
[No, I found it out myself].
“You found out? What did you find out?”
[A lot, who my mother was, and how she really died].
Lexie told everything she saw at the Winery.
After hearing the formation in the dark room of the study, Grandma was shaking with anger, “Peter, he pursued Daphne when she was alive, and now that Daphne is dead, he still won’t let her go, he’s simply a devil, he’s going to hell!”
[Grandma, what do you really know? What is the truth?]
The remaining anger on Grandma face was still fresh, and she pondered for a while, “Lexie, originally I didn’t intend to tell you about this, but since you know about it yourself, I can’t hide it from you anymore.”
“I’m not actually your real grandma.”
Lexie was stunned and incredulous.
“Your real mother is indeed Daphne, an orphan girl adopted by Parker Mitchell. Back then when I was in the Mitchell family, your mother helped me a lot, so then when something happened to her, I followed her out of the Mitchell family.”
It was only from her Grandma’s account that Lexie learned of the twists and turns of that year.
Daphne was an orphan adopted by Parker Mitchell, growing up with the two brothers, Alfie and Peter. Parker Mitchell was a kind person who appointed people by merit and always raised Daphne as if she were his own daughter, sending her abroad to study and letting her take over half of the herbal medicine business when she returned home.
“Then the Mitchell family was offended and framed, Mr. Alfie dealt with it but died unexpectedly, all the herb houses were seized and Mr. Parker’s health was deteriorating, when the eldest son of the Chang Hua Medicine in the capital suddenly came to the door to ask Miss Daphne to marry him.”
Lexie looked stunned, [And then what happened?]
Grandma shook her head, “No one knows what Mr. Parker was thinking, I still remember it raining heavily that day, Miss knelt at Mr. Parker’s door all night, and early the next morning, Mr. Parker still had someone pack up her things and let her leave the Mitchell family.”
When Daphne was expelled from the Mitchell family, the Mitchell family was left without a daughter and the marriage proposal from the Chang Hua Medicine went nowhere.
“Then I followed Miss Daphne away, not expecting that she would be kidnapped to the ship and thrown overboard.”
[Is it someone from Chang Hua Medicine?
“No,” Grandma looked serious, “It was that murderous damned Peter, he actually colluded with Chang Hua Medicine just to compete for the succession of Mitchell Pharmaceutical Group. He knew that Mr. Parker had given all the prescriptions to Miss Daphne, that’s why he did such a thing.”
Lexie’s mind was confused.
Her mother and Peter were nominally brother and sister, and Peter was still scheming against her mother for the prescription, so what was the story of her own birth? How was she born?
[Then how was I born? Was my mother…]
“That bastard doesn’t deserve it,” spat Grandma, “if not for the unexpected death of Mr. Alfie at the time, originally the Mitchell family was to have a wedding. Miss Daphne and Mr. Alfie had discussed it and explained it to Mr. Parker, but they hadn’t expected the accident.”
[Are you saying that my father is Alfie?]
“Yes, Miss Daphne is the only heir to the Mitchell family, Peter at most is a heartless man and seeks power of the family!”
Grandma spoke with excitement, her eyes red, “After Miss Daphne came back from the ship, we lived in my hometown in Laoshan, but I did not expect that after a few years, Peter would find us and set fire on the entire mountain.”
Lexie had some vague impressions.
She barely remembered anything from her childhood, yet she always dreamed of the fire, as if it had no end, and no matter how much she ran, she couldn’t get out, and it turned out to be all true.
“Lexie, you guessed right, your mother was killed by Peter’s men. They thought they had the real prescription, but unfortunately, there was no dose on it at all.”
Lexie was stunned, thinking of the prescription that Peter had shown her in the study at the winery.
The graceful words on it turned out to be her mother’s handwriting.