Chapter 388: Chapter 388: If You’re Going to Die, Wait for Me to Come Back First
In those days, Daisy Bell, no, I should say Margaret Bell.
She was a radiant young girl in her summer school uniform, with a knee-length pleated skirt that flared out like petals breathing as she ran.
She passed in front of the car, unable to see the person inside, nor knowing someone was watching her.
Soon after, the economist he arranged, suited and booted, came out of The Bell Family’s house and returned to the car.
At that time, Jasper Monroe wasn’t Mr. Monroe yet, just Mr. Monroe.
’It’s confirmed, Mr. Monroe. Your brother indeed invested all the funds he could access.’
To secure that position, there was no turning back for him.
Zion Monroe was his only brother, and the only one who could potentially affect his position as heir.
’If he can’t simply be your brother, then make him disappear forever.’ Mrs. Monroe said with a chilling coldness, even as she waved affectionately to Zion Monroe running on the field, ’He’s just an illegitimate child. His biological mother really knew how to pick the day to die in the delivery room. Your father pitied him, so he let him acknowledge his ancestry... If he can behave for a lifetime, I’ll consider him a pet we keep at home. But those old folks have sinister motives...’
Jasper Monroe: ’Mom, I’ll handle it.’
He didn’t actually want The Bell Family to be ruined, at the time he only wanted to save his brother Zion Monroe.
After discovering that Zion Monroe had entered The Bell Family’s financial scam, Jasper Monroe did not stop him, allowing this snowball to grow larger... Ultimately, Zion Monroe lost two billion.
He stepped in to manage the aftermath.
From that day on, Zion Monroe became a complete outcast from the family, which also meant, he was completely safe.
Jasper Monroe thought the issue was over, but later, he saw the news of Father Bell jumping to his death on TV...
In fact, Jasper Monroe never thought that The Bell Family would repay this debt.
Until Daisy Bell’s phone call came through.
The girl’s voice was nervous and trembling, cautious: ’Hello, I’m Leon Bell’s daughter, Daisy Bell. I found your phone number in my dad’s notebook. But he didn’t write a name, just noted you as the largest creditor, and didn’t write the amount. Do you have an IOU? How much did my dad owe? I’ll repay it! Rest assured, I will pay it all back in installments!’
Jasper Monroe took off his sunglasses, closed his eyes and pressed his brows.
Back then, on a whim, he mentioned a number, maybe fifty million or sixty million... He couldn’t even remember.
He really didn’t care whether she would repay the debt, but from that day on, he frequently received payments from Daisy Bell... Finally, she spent ten years paying off his debt...
Jasper Monroe suddenly felt somewhat ironically powerless.
Initially, he just wanted to protect Zion Monroe, but didn’t expect it would indirectly cause another girl’s family to be ruined.
Is he remorseful?
Not really, the business world is like a battlefield, he’s experienced too many life-and-death calculations, he even suspected he no longer had feelings of remorse or empathy.
Yet he didn’t understand why, upon hearing the name Margaret Bell, images of the girl from years ago, with her ponytail and pleated skirt, running carefree past his car, would pop into his mind, joyfully shouting ’Dad, Mom, I’m back...’
Even the ceaseless cicada chirping from that day came alive from his memory.
Jasper Monroe suddenly asked in a low voice, "Where is Leon Bell’s gravesite?"
An hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of a public cemetery.
This was the cheapest section of the cemetery, the caretaker was an elderly man, already sound asleep watching TV inside his room.
Jasper Monroe held a bouquet of white flowers for mourning and walked up to Leon Bell’s tombstone.
The tombstone only had a name, without even a photo.
If a photo were added, this grave might not even remain.
Jasper Monroe laid down the white flowers and stood silently in front of the tombstone for a moment, then turned and left.
He got back into the car and instructed the driver, "To the airport, please."
The car drove a while down the road, and Jasper Monroe made a phone call to Janne Hayes.
The call was promptly answered, with some surprise, "Mr. Monroe?"
Jasper Monroe: "Hmm, how’s Declan Pierce? Can he take a call?"
After a brief silence, Janne Hayes replied, "He’s relatively stable now, probably not asleep."
"Then tell him I have a message for him, entrusted to pass along." He paused, then added, "It’s from Tanya’s good friend, Daisy Bell."
"Please hold on."
Moments later, the phone was passed on, and Declan Pierce’s lazy yet weak voice sounded, "Speak."
Jasper Monroe conveyed Daisy Bell’s message word for word.
After hearing it, Declan Pierce chuckled, "Ha, quite a temper. Well. Tanya only has one best friend, Jasper Monroe, don’t provoke her."
Jasper Monroe was silent for a moment: "...Has the side effect already started affecting your brain?"
Declan Pierce laughed derisively, "What are you pretending? If you weren’t at all interested in a woman, would you have the patience to listen to her for so long?"
"..." Jasper Monroe changed the subject, "I’m heading back to Swiss for some matters, will be a few days late returning."
Declan Pierce casually responded with an "Mm."
Jasper Monroe took a light breath, "Declan Pierce, if you’re going to die, wait for me to come back before you do."
