Chapter 4

Looking at the boy who resembled Quentin, I started to have a hunch.

This must be Fiona and Quentin’s illegitimate child.

They hid it well, not letting me find out for over twenty years.

Looks like this drama is more interesting than I thought.

My mother-in-law, sitting at the head, looked at the boy with authority: "Fiona, what's going on here?"

The atmosphere in the living room froze again.

The boy looked like he was about to cry, his eyes red.

"Brother, I'm Rowan. I... I've always known about you."

He stammered, his voice trembling slightly.

He sneaked a glance at me, quickly lowering his head like he was afraid of my disapproval.

"My... my dad often talked about you, saying you were excellent and handsome..."

Quentin started sobbing at the right moment, his shoulders shaking.

"Caspian, my beloved son, I've missed you so much all these years..."

He lifted his head, eyes brimming with tears, as if he was wronged.

"Rowan... he always wanted to meet you. We often secretly watched you..."

Rowan nodded eagerly, adding: "Really! Brother, I went to your school just to... to be closer to you..."

He pulled out a stack of photos from his pocket, carefully handing them to Caspian.

"I... my dad used to mention you a lot. He always said you were remarkable and handsome..."

Quentin began to sob, his shoulders shaking with emotion.

"Caspian, my dear son, I've missed you so much over the years..."

He looked up, tears welling in his eyes, as if he had been deeply wronged.

"Rowan, he... he's missed you too. We often went to see you secretly..."

Rowan nodded eagerly, quickly adding:

"Yes, really! Brother, I even went to school near you just to be closer to you..."

He pulled out a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them carefully to Caspian.

"These are your photos. I... I took them secretly..."

Caspian flipped through the photos. There he was, wearing a graduation gown with a bright smile; looking tired after basketball practice; debating energetically with classmates...

A shiver ran down Caspian's spine. All these years, someone had been lurking around him, watching and secretly taking his photos!

Fiona Johnson didn't stay idle. She approached my mother-in-law, pointing at Rowan with a serious tone.

"Mom, this is the Johnson family's grandson! All the relatives are here today to witness this. Please... acknowledge him!"

Fiona was clever. She knew that after my father-in-law passed away, it was my mother-in-law who held the decision-making power within the Johnson family.

She had invited all the relatives to pressure my mother-in-law into recognizing Rowan as family.

She believed that if my mother-in-law agreed to let Rowan join the family, I wouldn't be able to object.

After all, I've been dutiful and respectful to my mother-in-law for the past twenty-five years.

Rowan, quick on his feet, immediately turned to my mother-in-law and respectfully called her, "Grandma!"

My mother-in-law looked at Rowan and then at me, her gaze complex, not immediately acknowledging Rowan's greeting.

I knew she felt sorry for me.

Not wanting to make things difficult for her, I broke the silence.

"Fiona, your real motive is to have this illegitimate child join the Johnson family and inherit it, isn't it? Why drag Caspian into this?"