They did not continue the topic regarding Parma.
James had never been there, so he didn't understand the real situation.
After Jean smoked half a stick, he lit a little bit of soot on his fingertips. "Have you heard about the Ricardos from Yogyakarta?"
James stopped from pouring tea when he heard his words. "The Ricardos? Do you mean the family of that Iron Lady?"
He wasn't that familiar with the family's name, but the legendary Iron Lady was pretty much famous even for him.
James then raised his eyes to see his brother nod, and without hesitation, he thought as he said, "When our parents were still alive, our family must've established a relationship with the Ricardo family. When I took over the family-owned company that year, I saw the plan for cooperation with the Ricardos in some documents. However, it's been too long and our family never contacted them again after the accident. So what? What's wrong with the Ricardo family?"
James was studying his younger brother's expression.
Jean is always a rambling thing.
There had to be something that he took the initiative to mention that family in front of him.
After a moment of silence, Jean put out his cigarette.
He walked slowly to the table and sat down, taking an elegant sip from the cup. "Do you still remember whose name was written on that document?"
James felt that Jean was about to humiliate him.
It has been nearly 20 years, even if he had read the agreement documents, he would not remember.
However, seeing the man's focused and serious gaze over the edge of the cup, James tried to remember it hard and gave a vague answer. "Looks like it's called... Daerr… What is it again?"
"Darrel."
After speaking, the tea clip in James' hand fell on the table. "Yes, Darrel!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. "How do you know?"
The man did not answer at this time as Darrel was Alfred's father.
And he died in a plane crash.
This incident was mentioned in the report while investigating Alfred's news.
Initially, he did not associate the Widjaya family with the Ricardo family.
But what is more coincidental is that, the flight that Darrel was taking at that time was the same plane that also took away his parents and second sibling's lives.
This news was enough to prove that Darrel had a good relationship with the Widjaya family at that time.
If he considered it further, perhaps Alfred himself also knew this information.
However, the man did not intend to talk about this internal information too much.
At this time, things were still unclear, and Jean could only have an early guess.
At this moment, James was staring at Jean with sharp eyes. He took the tea pot again, and said carefully, "Is there a problem? Jean, you shouldn't take it all alone if it really involves trouble between two big families. Don't lie to me!"
Jean was blowing his tea, sipping it and then said weakly, "Brother, can you give me a copy of the cooperation documents relating to the Ricardo family at that time?"
James' face was serious, he held his cup and nodded at it in midair. "Sure."
He could see that his brother had no intention of explaining.
However, he still agreed to his request. As for the past affiliation with the Ricardo family to his former family, James also planned to investigate as the eldest son but had not had the chance.
Obviously, it was not easy to guess what was in his younger brother's mind.
...
That night, Lilia and Jean stayed at the old house of the Widjaya family.
Perhaps since she didn't come back to accompany them for the New Year, James and Irene had prepared a lot for Lilia.
She felt really sorry, and after thinking about it, she planned to stay here for one night.
Lilia had just returned to the room on the third floor, smiled and opened the red envelope of New Year's money that James gave her.
She sat cross-legged on the bed and took out everything.
A thick pile of cash in red fell on the white sheet along with some folded documents.
No wonder the red envelope is so big!
At this time, the man leaned against the bookshelf beside the bed and watched her movements. He smiled then asked softly, "What is this?"
When Lilia looked at the folded document, she took it in her hand and looked at it curiously.
She raised her head suspiciously, and saw the man staring at her for a moment.
Lilia felt her face hot. To prevent herself from looking embarrassed, she cleared his throat. "Your brother gave me ten million as a New Year's gift, how about you?"
The man pursed his lips, then handed her a red envelope the size of a baby's palm from the pocket of his pants. "A hundred thousand? I don't know."
Lilia leaned forward to retrieve it, and when she opened it, she looked a little strange.
She blinks and shows the red envelope towards the man. "Isn't this wrong? It's... just one sheet?"
The man rubbed his brows helplessly, but he didn't say anything.
He might be considered a fake brother.
After that, Lilia sneered and took out the money. The crumpled hundred thousand bill was a stark contrast to the pile of new banknotes scattered in front of her.
Not long after, the man sat by the bed slowly, growling at the document. "Open it!"
Lilia put down the money and took out the document, still muttering. "This is very mysterious. If we hadn't come here today, this document might have been abandoned."
However, when she unfolded the document, she was surprised to see the title. It was a transfer agreement.
She handed the document to Jean and didn't look down again. "Is that for you?"
"Look again."
Lilia pursed the corners of her lips, and carefully read the agreement again.
In the end, she lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.
When the man saw that she was not moving, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her head. "What's wrong?"
Lilia shook her head, and when she pulled her hand down, her voice was soft. "Brother James gave me six jewelry shops and a family fund."
At this time, she finally understood that she had truly become a member of the Widjaya family.
"Do you like it?" The man's eyes were gentle, filled with pampering and love.
She nodded, and as she put down the document, she plunged into the man's embrace.
How could she not like it!
Lilia may not really like the idea of ??this jewelry shop, but what she likes is the subtext of this gift— she is already considered as a family.
She truly felt that her sister and brother-in-law's care and love were not as simple as words.
The family fund proved everything.
Lilia embraced the man's waist with both hands. With her chin resting on his shoulders, she blinked her wet eyes, and her head lodged against his neck.
Thinking it might be because of her pregnancy, she became sentimental. Every time she returned to her new family's home, she always felt like crying.
The man hugged her back, turned and kissed her cheek. "Are you happy?"
"Of course. How could I not be happy...?"
She answered softly, and the man slowly moved the distance between the two, laughing and joking. "I see, Mrs. Widjaya is touched by the six jewelry shops. Looks like I have to work harder then."
Lilia glanced at him. "I wasn't moved by the jewelry shops."
The man then kissed her lips gently. "Since it's been given to you, keep it. You can go to the shops to see if there is any jewelry you like, and get some for yourself."
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