Chapter 262 He actually has a brother
Growing more curious, Oscar felt that there were many things he needed to investigate. He had to successfully pretend to be someone here.
He obediently shook his head, "No, what strange woman?"
Lawrence R breathed a sigh of relief.
This Sidney was really obedient, almost like a different person. What kind of trick was he playing?
Darcy coldly stared at the child.
Sensing her scrutiny, Oscar quickly changed the subject and reached out his hand, "Daddy, I'm tired. Can you take me back to my room?"
He didn't know where the room was!
Lawrence R smiled and was about to pick him up when he suddenly noticed the grim nail marks on his son's wrist, "What happened here?"
Oscar immediately looked towards Darcy and spoke cautiously, "Mommy accidentally pinched me just now, I think it was unintentional."
Lawrence R turned his head, his gaze filled with doubt. He had already blamed Darcy to some extent for what happened with Sidney tonight.
"Sidney, what are you saying!"
Darcy, suddenly accused, gritted her teeth and looked at the bastard, but she quickly resorted to her usual tactics, "How could mommy pinch you? She must have been too eager to see you and accidentally applied too much force. Mr. L, I did my nails tonight and they might have been a bit long..."
Lawrence R touched the bruises on the young and tender skin, it seemed like quite a lot of force had been used.
He didn't want to believe that Darcy had sinister intentions, after all, she had raised Sidney since he was young.
"Mr. L," Darcy caught up to him. She hadn't had a chance to properly talk to Lawrence R tonight, and she had to go find that bastard now.
That despicable Winnie had returned tonight, making a scene by publicly humiliating her as a mistress. Darcy's plan to take down Triton had also gone down the drain. She was going to vent her frustration about all this!
Moreover, Mr. L seemed to have reacted to that despicable woman's provocations. Darcy couldn't wait to confirm that it was just an accident and to try with him again...
"Do you need something?" Lawrence R turned around.
Sensing his indifference, perhaps due to the nail marks from earlier, Darcy quickly changed the subject with a gentle tone, "You've been looking for your son all night, and you must be tired. Let me take care of Sidney. After bathing him and taking care of him, I'll make you a late-night snack, okay?"
She added with loving concern, Lawrence R's face softened slightly, "Sure."
Darcy promptly followed upstairs.
As Oscar glanced, it seemed like this was Sidney's room at the entrance of the children's room.
Curiosity filled Oscar, but he was afraid of revealing his intentions, so he said, "I think I'll rest for a while and take a bath later."
Darcy smiled warmly, "It's okay, Mommy will be waiting at the door for you!"
Lawrence R happened to receive a phone call, and he nodded and went to the study to answer it.
Once the man left, Darcy's gaze at the closed children's room door turned cold.
Inside the room—
Oscar curiously surveyed this luxurious house!
What did Sidney, who lived here, look like to make that jerk of a father mistake them...
Oscar quickly rotated his head around, searching left and right, eventually landing on the desk.
He soon found a photo frame in the cabinet, took it out, and his almond-shaped eyes widened, his mouth forming an "o" shape—
Damn, was this his own picture?!
No, the little boy in the photo had a cold expression, wearing an expensive small suit, pursing his thin lips, and staring at the camera with a lonely gaze.
Was this Sidney? He looked exactly like himself, stunningly handsome!
But with a sour expression...
Oscar then found some small models and picture albums, all with the signature: Sidney Rodriguez.
Oscar started thinking...
He had thought Sidney was the son of a wicked woman and that jerk of a father.
But if he looked exactly like himself, wouldn't it be impossible for him to be his own brother?
Had Mommy never mentioned to him that he had a younger brother or an older brother?
And that jerk of a father seemed unaware of Oscar's existence... What was going on!
Did he really have a little brother?
Oscar was filled with doubts. In order to figure out all this, he felt that it was necessary to stay here for a few days.
But where was the real Sidney right now...?
"Sidney, are you there?" outside the door, a gloomy woman's voice urged.
To avoid suspicion, Oscar...
Quickly put away the photo frame, Sidney ran to the wardrobe and opened the door, seeing a row of dull little suits. His small mouth twitched.
This Sidney really is raised to be boring.
However, he looked down at the sportswear with a big-mouthed monkey on his body, and suddenly understood the strange look his scoundrel father gave him earlier.
Swiftly taking off a set of shirts, Oscar opened the door.
Darcy was impatient, glanced at the tightly closed study, grabbed the child's collar, and pulled him into the bathroom.
As soon as the door closed, she threw Oscar on the floor and said, "What are you fumbling around for? Do you really think I'm here to serve you?"
The bad woman's fierce nature was exposed. Oscar coldly snorted in his heart and stood up, smiling, "Mommy, I'm sorry."
"..." Darcy was taken aback and came forward to inspect him.
Then she sneered, "Oh, so you've learned some tricks? In the past, you couldn't even let out a fart...
Now you sure have a lot to say. You dared to tattle on him downstairs just now! I think you haven't tasted enough bitterness, you little bastard..."
She whispered curses while staring at the child's thin body. The anger that had been building up all night with Winnie suddenly erupted.
"Go, stand in the bathtub and take a bath." Darcy smirked.
Winnie, you don't know, your sickly child is in my hands. If you piss me off tonight, I'll take it out on your child.
Oscar's dark eyes squinted slightly, obediently stepping into the bathtub filled with water. But before he could steady himself, the woman suddenly pressed his head with force!
"Ah..." He was forcefully submerged in the water.
"Heh." Darcy watched the child drown, feeling quite satisfied. She was about to prick him with some inconspicuous needles to torment him.
Suddenly, her wrist paused, and the silver needle in her hand instantly changed direction, stabbing toward her temple.
"Ah, what are you doing, you little bastard..." Darcy cried out in pain, nearly unable to believe it. This sickly child actually had such agility.
Oscar felt a chill in his heart. It seemed like his little brother had been bullied like this by her before?
He wasn't Sidney, although he had asthma, he had been trained in martial arts with Mommy since he was little and had learned quite a few moves.
Oscar sat leisurely there, tears in his eyes, "Mommy, why are you pressing my head? I can't breathe. Please don't hit me, okay..."
"Who told you not to listen? And you dare to fight back..."
Darcy was furious, pulling out the silver needle, and was about to prick the child again.
"Help, help!" Suddenly, Oscar smashed a soap dish, creating a loud noise that echoed out—
In the study, Lawrence R seemed to hear some commotion.
He was on the phone with Luke, "Mr. Rodriguez, I found out that Miss Anderson escaped to M Country with Rock's help and started a new life with Lena. But there's a blank slate about her occupation, life, and social connections in M Country.
She came back because Elliott suddenly killed someone in prison and was sentenced to death, and also because of Triton Company. As for the rest of her motives, it's unclear."
Lawrence R pursed his thin lips. How could her three years abroad be a complete blank? What was she trying to hide?
"Mr. Rodriguez, I found out where Miss Anderson currently resides. Would you like to know?"
"Why would I want to know? I'm not interested in her!" He was eager to erase the scene of her seducing him in the bathroom from his mind.
Lawrence R said impatiently.
"..." Luke remained silent.
Suddenly, Darcy's wailing voice echoed from outside the door.
Lawrence R quickly hung up the phone and rushed out. "What's wrong?"
"Mr. L, Miss Ordelia was hit by Sidney in the bathroom!" the maid Barbara immediately came over to report.
"What?" Lawrence R's expression turned serious, and he walked quickly into the bathroom.
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