Chapter 1392: Chapter 1386: Big Brother, When Did You Find Out?
"Joseph, does it hurt? Do you need to see a doctor?" Violet Zimmerman gently stroked Joseph Lancaster’s injured face, pouting with a girlish demeanor.
Joseph Lancaster raised his hand, pulling hers down and holding it in his palm, smiled and said, "What’s a little injury like this? Did you forget? That time when our eldest brother used an excuse to enforce family law, I was beaten until my skin was split, and I was still fine. Being punched a few times by my own son is nothing."
"But you’re injured."
Violet Zimmerman murmured, older than Joseph Lancaster by two years, yet always like a child who never grows up in front of him.
"Alright, go get the medicine box, it’s in that little brat’s room." Joseph Lancaster stroked Violet Zimmerman’s head again, and only then did she reluctantly get up.
Watching Violet Zimmerman’s hurried and flustered back, Joseph Lancaster smiled with a touch on his lips, suddenly feeling a sense of family reunion, very beautiful, his life felt complete...
"Second Young Master, are you leaving? Can we go in now?" Seeing Evander Lancaster coming out of the villa, two maids quickly approached.
"Mhm," Evander Lancaster responded with a nasal sound, obviously distracted.
"Uh-huh," Ms. Xu responded, just about to walk inside when she suddenly noticed something, stopped, pointed at Evander Lancaster, and asked in surprise, "Second Young Master, you’re, you’re injured?"
"It’s nothing, I’m a doctor myself." Evander Lancaster shuffled out listlessly like a wandering ghost, opened the driver’s seat door, sat inside but didn’t start the engine, leaning in the seat with drooping eyelids.
The two maids turned back to look, then jogged inside. Violet Zimmerman was already supporting Joseph Lancaster to their room, the spacious living room was empty, the two maids exchanged a glance and each went about their own tasks.
"Brother, do you have time? Let’s go out for a drink..." After calling Robert Lancaster, Evander Lancaster threw the phone onto the cluttered counter, leaned back in his chair and sighed with his eyes closed.
It was his foolishness, no wonder his brother was always close to Uncle; maybe... he already knew this secret.
After taking a deep breath, Evander Lancaster sat up, fastened his seatbelt, and started the engine.
The Japanese restaurant, Robert Lancaster chose it simply because it’s suitable for long talks.
Before the meeting, he called his mother and learned that the father and son had a fight, hence he picked this kind of restaurant.
In the private room, the two brothers sat cross-legged across a small square table.
Robert Lancaster took the sake pot and poured for the brothers, then for himself.
After putting down the pot, he sat back, looked at his brother, crossed his hands on his lap, sighed, and said, "Speak, where do you want me to begin?"
"When did you find out that Dad wasn’t my biological father?" Evander Lancaster straightforwardly asked, obviously inviting his big brother for drinks, but actually just seeking a place to talk.
Robert Lancaster took his gaze away, picked up the small sake cup with his slender fingers, brought it to his lips but didn’t drink, looking at it with a slight curve at the corners of his lips.
"When I was very young, I saw Dad abusing Mom." Robert Lancaster was clearly smiling, but the curve at the corners of his lips was an emotion Evander Lancaster couldn’t comprehend.
With a tight heart, Evander Lancaster instinctively grabbed the corner of the table, his phoenix eyes fixated on Robert Lancaster, "How young were you?"
Robert Lancaster curved his lips again, "Five years old."
Upon finishing, he tilted his head and drank the whole cup of sake dry, placing it on the table and taking a deep breath.
Evander Lancaster stared at him intently, waiting for him to continue.
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