Villain Ch 391. Trick Question
"So, can you tell me about yourself and your family?" Jordan asked, his voice gentle yet insistent. He leaned forward slightly, conveying his genuine curiosity and desire to understand more about Allen.
Jordan's eyes remained warm as he turned his attention back to Allen. Despite the young man's discomfort, Jordan was determined to get some answers since his trustee aide, Alex, mentioned the name 'Allen' after he returned from his investigation.
Jordan had never really dwelled on his past, particularly the hazy memory of a one-night stand at a club several years ago. That fleeting moment was tied to a chapter of his life that he'd rather forget – a painful reminder of the time when his beloved fiancée had betrayed him by running off with his own best friend, right at their engagement party.
The scandal had cast a dark shadow over his family, as she had been the girl of his choice, and he had fought hard to defend their relationship. But that night had been a turning point for him, when he was still young and emotionally raw. In an attempt to escape from the prying eyes and judgmental whispers of his social circle, he impulsively boarded a random train out of Revine City with nothing more than his wallet and the clothes on his body.
Instead of opting for a plush hotel, he had stumbled into a nameless club, seeking solace and a brief respite from his troubles. It was there that he had crossed paths with a mysterious girl, and in a moment of weakness, they had shared an intimate night.
The memory still haunted Jordan at times, like a ghost from the past that refused to be exorcized. He could vividly recall the shock that coursed through him when he awoke the next morning, stark naked and disoriented. His blazer, the very one he had worn to his engagement party, bore the shameful marks of that night – a mingling of virgin blood and his own semen.
He knew that he had engaged in sexual intercourse, but the identity of the woman remained a shrouded mystery, lost in the fog of that reckless night. In the aftermath, he had returned to his family, driven by the need to conceal the disgrace that threatened to tarnish their reputation. To appease his family's honor, he had reluctantly consented to an arranged marriage, a union with a woman of their choosing.
As the years passed, Jordan learned to push the sordid incident to the recesses of his mind. His wife, while undoubtedly virtuous, suffered from frail health, rendering her unlikely to raise questions about his past. After her eventual passing, he decided to delve into the matter once more, his initial intent being to seek forgiveness for the sins of that night.
However, the investigation led by his trustee aide took a startling turn. Former club staff who had been privy to the incident revealed that the mysterious woman had returned to the club several months later. She had inquired after the staff, the bartender, and anyone who might provide her with answers. What emerged was a revelation that shook Jordan to his core – the woman claimed she was pregnant, a consequence of their fateful one-night stand.
The revelation that he might have another child sent shockwaves through Jordan's world. Emma, whom he had known all her life, might have a sibling, someone who was born from a chance encounter he barely remembered. Determined to right whatever wrongs had been committed, he immediately instructed his trusty aide, Alex, to track down this mysterious woman, Carla.
Jordan's hopes for a reunion or reconciliation were met with disappointment. Carla had moved on with her life, having built a family of her own. She was reluctant to share much information with Alex and declined any invitation to meet Jordan. Her desire was simple – peace, and she had no interest in reopening old wounds.
Amidst the scant details she provided, one crucial piece of information emerged – the possibility of another child, a son named Allen, living in Revine City. The discovery spurred Jordan into action, determined to bridge the gap between his past and his present, no matter how difficult or complex it might be.
As Jordan delved deeper into the search for Allen, he faced the challenge of finding the right person among countless others who shared the name. His investigation led him to individuals named Allen ages around 23, all of whom had recently moved to Revine City within the past five years. However, most of these young men had stable backgrounds with well-established families, making them unlikely candidates.
Among the dwindling list of prospects, there remained one Allen who seemed to fit the bill. He was the Allen sitting before Jordan now.
Jordan couldn't help but find Allen's past a bit puzzling. According to the available information, Allen had been adopted by an older couple who would be better suited as his grandparents. This detail, along with the fact that he was listed as Carla's little brother, raised some red flags. The age difference between Allen and Carla seemed too vast to be believable.
As he glanced at Allen, Jordan couldn't shake the doubt that had crept into his mind. Allen's appearance didn't resemble his own, which only added to the uncertainty. It was a complicated situation, one that needed careful handling.
"Um… My family is a bit complicated. I rarely talk or have contact with them," answered Allen with a modest smile.
Curiosity piqued, Jordan leaned in, wanting to know more. "Do you have a problem with them?" he inquired, genuinely interested in Allen's story.
Allen's response was tinged with a dry smile. "Yeah," he confessed, "our relationship is not good. So, I live here alone in Ravine City."
"Do you have a brother?" Jordan continued to probe. However, he had chosen his words carefully, making it a bit of a trick question.
Allen caught on, responding with, "Yes, he lives with my parents now."
This answer puzzled Jordan, who had been examining the available data. "Hmm... that's weird," he remarked. "Based on the data, your parents have been dead for a long time."
Allen understood the implication immediately. Legally, his grandparents had become his parents, adding another layer of complexity to his family history.
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