Chapter 61 Father's decision

(Rafael's POV)
I suddenly got a call from Ryan, who asked me if something had happened to Lena.
I knew that Ryan had no idea what had happened to Lena. Of course, he also did not know that Lena had lost her memory.
What made me more curious, however, was Ryan's sudden inquiry.
Although Ryan doesn't hate Lena, and I appreciate the concern that Ryan once had for Lena, it doesn't make any sense for Ryan to do this.
"Why do you say that, she does have something going on."
Ryan was silent for a moment, then said, "Did you know Lena came to my place?"
My expression tensed up for a moment.
This time, because Lena no longer had any memories and she no longer knew New York as well as she did before, I did not restrict her whereabouts.
However, I didn't expect that even though Lena didn't remember anything anymore, she still found her way to Ryan's place.
I took a deep breath and tried to keep my emotions calm: "What was she doing at your place? I remember Nina had resigned."
"I was going to ask that question too, Raphael, and I think it's important for you to ask Lena what she thinks."
Ryan's words made me even more confused, "Why?"
"She came to my place today, but she saw me and didn't say hello to me, she went straight into the private room. Is it because she is still angry about what happened last time?"
"Into the private room?"
"Yeah, I even tried to talk to her, but she walked right past me and went into a booth."
"Do you know who was in that private room?" I suddenly felt uneasy, it was my intuition, Lena must have gone to see someone else, but this person most likely I didn't like very much.
"You answer my question first."
I was silent for a moment, and finally, under Ryan's questioning, said, "Lena lost her memory, and five years ago, the car accident took her memory."
Ryan didn't continue talking to me any further.
My brow furrowed, and once Lena was involved, I was completely out of ideas for handling my affairs.
I waited some more for Ryan's call, and this time, his tone didn't sound as calm as the last time.
I certainly know what that means.
"Say, who exactly did Lena go to see?"
Ryan was silent for a moment, then said, "Rafael, this has nothing to do with me at all, and even if it were me, I rarely bother to find out about my guests."
After listening to Ryan's words, I already had someone in mind.
Ryan didn't keep pushing it with me, and after a few breathless explanations from him, she told me who the man was: "William, I don't know when he came back, Rafael, but I heard from the receptionist that Lena had left and should be on her way back by now."
My brow furrowed, "Okay, I get it."
"Rafael, you can't be impulsive!" Ryan's voice sounded even tenser, although, I didn't understand why he was warning me like that.
I hung up the phone straight away, then asked Landon to put off all the next meetings until later, and then I drove home.
I kept an eye on William's whereabouts, but I didn't know which step had gone wrong, and even when William returned to the country, no one informed me.
I don't have much thought about it anymore. Because now, I'm more worried about Lena's safety.
William is planning something more.
But what worries me more is why Lena still remembers William. If Lena had forgotten everything, she certainly wouldn't have remembered William.
At this time, a small child suddenly came running in front of my car. My thoughts came back and then, I slammed on the brakes and very thrillingly went around the small child.
At this time, I remembered a point that I had been ignoring.
Lena came back from Paris, and William was driven to France by me five years ago.
My heart suddenly passed a throbbing pain, if my thoughts were true, it would also mean that Lena had been living with William for the past five years.
I took a deep breath, the thought completely overwhelmed me.
I drove as fast as I could, and when I reached home, Lena wasn't back.
I don't know exactly how long I waited, and Lena ignored me when she returned.
This made my mood even worse.
I certainly didn't know exactly what William had said to her, but the mere fact that they had likely lived together for five years made me angry enough.
I was really scared to hear about William from Lena's mouth. The last reason held me back and I pretended to calmly caution her not to have too much interaction with William, but Lena didn't share my thoughts.
I stopped suppressing my emotions and Lena's attitude towards me changed from fainthearted and flustered to exasperated.
I couldn't help but start thinking back over the years and I thought about my despair and pain. I could no longer suppress my anger when I learned that the person responsible for all of this was William.
Lena was still struggling, and while I looked at her familiar appearance, I felt she had become even stranger.
I thought I had finally gotten what I wanted back, but Lena had long been very far away from me.
I hugged Lena tightly and stayed for a long time before I finally came back to my senses.
Lena's cheeks were already covered with tears as she looked at me and shook her head a little in shock, I guess.
I took a deep breath and finally chose to put her down.
"Rafael, calm down."
I did try to calm down, but such attempts were somewhat futile. I glanced at Lena, not willing to admit such a fact.
I sat on the edge of the bed, and when I thought Lena would leave in anger, she sighed and then sat down next to me.
"Raphael, I don't know what kind of grudge you and William have against each other, but William has been good to me, and you have been good to me, and I don't know how to face both of you at the same time now." Lena's tone was calm, but, if I listened carefully, I could detect the aggravation in Lena's tone.
I looked over at Lena, and there was helplessness all over those purple eyes.
My heart softened at once.
Lena is not at fault, and if there is a most innocent person in this matter, that person must be Lena.
"I'm sorry, honey." I wanted to apologize, but, I didn't know how I should say it.
Leigh was silent for a moment, and by the time I reacted, she was hugging me.
My heart settled down with it.
"Rafael, give me more time."
(William's POV)
I still had a surreal feeling when I went out of the Charmed Bar.
Lena has long been living with Rafael, and what exactly has happened to them is completely unknown to me.
I thought that as long as Lena's memory was not restored, Raphael would not be able to keep holding on to her. Sure enough, or I was a little too naive in my thinking.
I quickly contacted Rachel, but, as Rachel has always treated me poorly, I no longer cared what Rachel thought of me, I just wanted to achieve my goal.
I quickly got in touch with Charlie, however, Charlie was not available to come and meet with me.
Although Rafael's grip on Hill has now loosened, he is still lining up exactly who is my man inside the group.
I felt lonely, helpless that could not be helped.
I didn't want to use my last plan, but now, I have no other choice.
The only good news is that my father didn't refuse to meet with me, and thank God things are looking up.
I met my father and he didn't seem to have changed much, he was the same as the last time I saw him.
But, soon, I felt his weakness.
Even though it seems that my father is still strong, he is starting to age inside.
I know why it's surprising that we would agree on this one, and I was completely surprised by that.
We have a common enemy - Rafael. Raphael was not only holding on to me over the years, but at the same time, he was suppressing the forces that my father had left in the group.
Now, my father had little desire to continue confronting Raphael. However, I know that he is not willing to do so, and neither am I.
That's why I was able to meet my father so easily.
"It seems like it's been a long time since we've seen each other, William."
I nodded, "Yes, Father, for five years."
"Time flies and some things remain unchanged despite the passage of so much time."
I looked at him, not sure what he meant by that.
Probably seeing my confusion, my father shook his head and then explained to me, "William, do you know what the difference is between you and Raphael?"
I know, because of our origins. If I were the eldest son of the Hill Group and the son of your original spouse, Rafael's position would now be my position and I wouldn't have to live in such a sorry state.
Of course, I know my father, he is very proud and arrogant, and would not like to be accused of such.
So, I lowered my head and deliberately put on a stupid look, and asked, "Didn't know."
My father laughed out loud, he always thought I was stupid, and in his eyes, he preferred Raphael even though he was more rebellious than I was.
I don't blame him; in fact, this father consumed all my patience when I was young.
I don't expect anything from him, and if I had a choice, I certainly wouldn't let him be my father, but I've run out of other options.
He looked at me and finally fell into silence, I didn't know exactly what he meant, but then he said the next thing that I didn't expect, "William, if I were to give you all the rest of my shares, would you be able to take down Raphael?"