Chapter 7 Apologizing

If it weren't for Brian mentioning her name, Charles would have almost forgotten about her. 

Not to mention that he wasn't very familiar with her, but the key was that he had helped her once.

But why would she be so eager to put him in prison when she returned to the country?

"Is the intelligence network of the White family reliable? I have no grievances with Evelyn Thompson, so why did she set me up?"

Faced with the questioning, Brian quickly replied, "Young Master, rest assured. My intelligence is absolutely reliable!" 

"What is the credibility?"

"100%!"

Seeing Brian's confident appearance, Charles no longer asked.

He was just depressed and didn't know why this woman wanted to be a backstabber.

"You don't need to go to the hospital. your hand will heal on its own in a few days. As for the grievances between you and me, let's just call it even with this piece of information."

Charles was about to leave when Brian hurriedly asked, "Young Master, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Thompson's house to find that woman and ask about the matter."

Brian was worried about this and quickly advised, "This won't work. It's not as easy to break into the Thompsons' house as you think!"

In fact, with Charles' current strength, it was quite normal to want to break into an ordinary wealthy family. 

However, the prerequisite was that it would not cause too much trouble.

He didn't like trouble, so he asked calmly," Do you have a better way?"

"The engagement banquet of the Thompson family's young lady and the Wilson family's young master is in two days. You should know what to do then!" 

"What should I know?"

"Invitation, the invitation card!"

Brian quickly took out an invitation from the drawer and handed it to Charles with a smirk.

"Young Master, with this invitation, won't it be easy for you to get in?"

"Isn't it simpler to meet Evelyn Thompson face-to-face and ask her?" 

Looking at the invitation card, Charles suddenly realized and nodded.

"It's good, you're quite thoughtful."

Seeing that he was praised, Brian immediately thanked him excitedly.

No joke, he was a super big shot who had just come out of Mount No.1 Prison! 

To receive such praise from a big shot, he must be flattered!

"Since you're so well-behaved, let me give you a hint. In over two months' time, you can give your grandfather a welcome home party."

"Really…Really?"

Brian suddenly widened his eyes, his face full of excitement.

Elder White has always been his closest and most favored grandfather since childhood.

Now that he heard that Elder White would be released soon, he was naturally very happy.

However, he also doubted the authenticity of this news.

Mathew White was sentenced to life imprisonment back then and had been in for over ten years.

Even if he behaved well, he couldn't come out so soon, right?

"Is there any necessary to lie to you?"

Charles was popular among the criminals in prison and had good relations with the prison guards as well.

This news was absolutely true.

But he didn't want to know the specific reason why Elder White was released.

He didn't want to know either. He just hoped to investigate all the culprits who had framed him back then as soon as possible.

Charles had just left when Brian received a phone call. 

"Mr. White, is the person you asked me to catch with you now?"

It was Tom calling, and his voice sounded a bit fawning.

"Caught him," Brian replied with a smile.

"Really? I knew Mr. White, with your great powers, anything you do will be foolproof!"

Tom was still thinking about how to get revenge on Charles next.

Suddenly he heard Brian cursing loudly, "F*ck your mother! Don't bother me again in the future!"

With a bang, the phone hung up. 

Tom's side was left in confusion, and then his face became even more gloomy. 

He suspected that Charles might have done something that made Brian hate him so much. 

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

...

Upon returning home, Charles saw Wendy and Tess, one washing rice and the other chopping vegetables.

It was the last little rice left in the rice jar, and the vegetables, along with a bit of pork were bought with the last bit of money they left.

Tess said that even if they had to exhaust their savings, they must give her son a welcome dinner properly.

"Wendy, come here," Charles whispered. 

Wendy dried her hands and approached Charles. "What's the matter? "

"Didn't you drop out of school recently? I was thinking..."

Before Charles could finish his sentence, they heard a sudden knocking on the iron gate.

The noise frightened Wendy and Tess.

Tess thought it was someone coming to collect a debt again and quickly stood in front of the children.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here," Tess assured them. 

She picked up the dustpan nearby and slowly opened the door with a crack. 

When she saw the bald man who had come to collect a debt before, she quickly closed the door, fearing that he might hold a grudge and come to settle the score with her son.

She hurriedly signaled for Charles to hide and not show himself.

"Mom, who's here?"

Charles, seeing Tess so nervous, furrowed his brow. 

Before he could get an answer, they heard someone outside calling, "It's me, Young Mr. Johnson!" 

The words "Young Mr. Johnson" left Tess and Wendy baffled. 

"Charles, what did he just call you?" Wendy asked curiously.

Seeing the puzzled expressions of his mother and sister, Charles quickly explained, "Maybe he mistook me for someone else, Mom. Just wait a moment."

With a stern face, Charles walked out of the house. 

He remembered that his mother had warned him when he was young to study hard and not to be bad.

Outside the door, Charles saw the bald man hurriedly and obsequiously saying, "Young Mr. Johnson, how was my greeting? Mr. White has informed me about your situation!"

"Did you mishear something?" 

"Huh? Misheard what?" 

In fact, Brian was indeed referring to Young Master.

The bald man suspected that he had misheard and thought that Mr. White with a higher status, how could he call a young man Master?

Hence, he took the liberty of calling him Young Mr. Johnson.

Now, upon hearing Charles' response, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that he might have made a mistake.

But Charles couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters and impatiently asked, "So, what are you here for?" 

"Mr. White said that I should personally apologize and bring some gifts. Well, then…"

"Apologize?"

Charles had initially planned to dismiss him with a few words, but when he saw the henchmen carrying various items such as oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and meat.

Then, he thought about the fact that there wasn't much left to eat at home.

After pondering for a while, he reminded him softly," Remember, don't call me Young Mr. Johnson when you go in. Just call me Charles."

"What? How can that be!"

Ever since the bald man found out that even Brian could not do anything to this young man.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly instructed his henchmen to buy all these gifts and personally deliver them.

How could he, a thug, dare to call the name of someone whom even Brian had to address as "Master"?

Charles muttered under his breath, not in a good mood, "Just call me what as I told you, stop blabbering." 

Meanwhile, Tess and Wendy exchanged glances inside the house. 

They were worried that something might happen to Charles and were about to get up and open the door when suddenly, the door opened.

The bald man instructed his henchmen to bring in the prepared gifts one by one.

This scene left Tess and Wendy speechless and stunned. 

The piles of food and drinks, including pork, chicken, duck, fish, and goose were all available. They probably wouldn't have to worry about food for the next half year.

Not only that, but there were also abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, and other delicacies. 

"Charles, what is all this?" 

Seeing Tess's confusion, Charles explained with a smile, "Mom, it's just I reported them to the police, and they received quite an education. So, they are worried that I won't let it go and decided to privately reconcile with me. Do you think these are enough? If not, I can ask them to buy more."

"Yeah right! Ma'am. I was also stupid back then. I shouldn't have treated you like that. So, I especially came over to apologize to you!"

"It's enough, enough!"

How could Tess dare to provoke these thugs?

Of course, it would be best if they could reconcile. She was willing to accept it even if she did not give her a gift.

Wendy, who was on the side, couldn't help but giggle. She also noticed the designer clothes, shoes, and handbags. 

And she was quite smart, knowing that they had nothing to do with the police.

It must be because these thugs were afraid of her brother and took the initiative to apologize.

After they all left, Tess was still in a daze.

She looked at the piles of food, drinks, and gifts in disbelief. 

These years had been tough, and she only hoped that her two children could have a better life.

However, her abilities were limited.

Her son was imprisoned and her daughter was forced to drop out of school.

Sometimes they couldn't even afford a meal, and could only eat steamed buns.

Fortunately, her daughter didn't look down on her and often helped her with the stall.

"Charles, can we really accept these things? Is it considered bribery?" 

"Mom, we're just ordinary people giving gifts. How can that be considered bribery?"

Charles sighed and shook his head, then picked up a Chanel white dress and gestured with it in front of Wendy.

"Do you like it? If you do, try it on." 

Although Wendy did like it, she knew that it was not right to reap without sowing.

So, she shook her head and replied, "Charles, I don't want these clothes. They're too expensive and not suitable for me."

"You can take them if you want. In the future, I'll not only make you wear designer clothes but also let you and Mom live in the most luxurious villa in Starbain!"

"Yeah right, just keep bragging ~"

Tess looked at the heartwarming scene in front of her, her eyes slightly moist. 

Ever since Charles married into the Smith family, she thought she would never see her son again. 

She had secretly wiped away tears several times but didn't dare to make a phone call. She was afraid that Sarah would get angry if she heard her voice and cause trouble for the young couple. 

Thinking of Sarah, Tess suddenly asked, "By the way, Charles, why haven't I heard you mention Sarah since you came back? Have you seen her after out of prison?"

"Mom, don't mention her. Sarah and I have..." 

Charles was about to say that they had completely broken up when a sharp voice of a middle-aged woman came from outside the door, "Charles, how dare you argue with my daughter? Get out here and let me see how ungrateful you are for eating and wearing from our family!"