The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 199 Mr Winters Is Your Father

At the Winters Estate..

The bedroom was pitch black, with tightly drawn curtains blocking out any trace of light.

The tall figure of a man leaned in the corner with a pile of empty wine bottles surrounding him. He had been drowning his sorrows in alcohol all day.

He shut himself off in this dark world, neither eating nor drinking, using alcohol alone to numb himself.

Elias felt completely useless….

His father was gone. His grandfather was gone, and now the entire Winters Family relied on him alone. He had to confront the entire board of directors.

Yet he still had to handle his grandfather’s funeral, and he felt that he could no longer shoulder these responsibilities.

At that moment, a commotion could be heard outside.

Elias furrowed his brow impatiently. Now, any sound he heard would only irritate him.

“Mr. Elias, please open the door. I have something to say to you. Please open the door!”

Oscar’s voice echoed from outside the bedroom. He had been loyal to Howard for many years and was unwaveringly devoted to him.

Now that Howard was gone, Oscar’s grief was probably no less than his own.

However, he had no mood to see anyone now, not even Amanda if she were to come.

The knocking on the door continued incessantly. Each knock felt like a hammer striking his head, causing it to ache as if it were about to explode.

Oscar kept calling from outside and asked him to open the door….

Elias’ headache was intense. He struggled to get up, walked to the door, and opened it. He recked of alcohol and angrily shouted, “Get lost! Go as far away as possible! Now that Grandpa is gone, why are you still lingering in the Winters Family? Go live your own life! There’s no one here for you to serve every day anymore!”

When Howard was alive, Oscar practically revolved around him every day. Oscar had followed Howard for most of his life, and their bond was no less than that of a grandson.

“Mr. Elias, I want you to investigate this matter thoroughly. Old Mr. Winters couldn’t have inexplicably fallen down the

with a desolate gaze and sensed that

say.

of it, Miss Bailey came to the manor looking for him. I told her that he was at the estate, and she

a

listen any longer

slam, the door was

that the incident where Howard fell down the stairs was definitely not

his mind in chaos. He

knew

the stench of alcohol on him, he returned to the pile of wine bottles. He picked up a half-empty bottle and guzzled its contents. He neither wanted to stay sober anymore nor wanted

of

but a cute little voice. “Uncle Elias, it’s Aiden. I’ve come to see

turned his head and was stunned for a moment. Then, he walked over and opened the

enough, his son stood outside

and night, so seeing this mother and son again gave him a feeling as if they had

His eyes were filled with desolation, and a stubble had grown on his chin. It felt like he was encapsulating himself in a

“Uncle Elias…”

and elegant gentleman in Aiden’s

well. Let’s keep him

arms and hugged the man’s long legs while saying in a childish voice, “Uncle Elias,

words were clearly taught by

smile tugged at the corners of Elias’ mouth. He slowly knelt on one leg and

just like himself. Apart from him, this boy was the only bloodline

been kind to him. At least he still had his son

welled up in his eyes. He had always believed that men shouldn’t easily shed tears, but these past few days, he had shed quite a

his pillar of strength had

can you

this day. At first, he thought there was no need to rush as his son would