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.

he pleaded, “Mr. Elias, I want you to investigate this matter thoroughly. Old

at him with a desolate gaze and sensed that he had something more

say.

I told her that he was at the estate, and she went there. However, the estimated time of death determined by the

a coincidence

couldn’t listen any longer

loud slam,

the door from outside while passionately sharing his viewpoint that the incident where

in chaos. He didn’t want to entertain these

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 to face the gruesome

another round of knocking sounded from

a cute little voice. “Uncle Elias, it’s Aiden.

head and was stunned for a moment. Then, he walked over

son stood outside while holding hands with

the room for a full day and night, so seeing this mother and son again gave him a feeling as if they had been separated

the man before her. It had only been a day since they last saw each other, but how did he become so haggard? His eyes were filled with desolation, and a

“Uncle Elias…”

well-dressed and elegant gentleman in Aiden’s eyes, now looked so desolate that it scared Aiden a

well. Let’s keep

man’s long legs while saying

clearly

corners of Elias’ mouth. He slowly knelt on one leg and looked at

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

to him. At least he

easily shed tears, but

his pillar of strength had

“Aiden, can you

forward to this day. At first, he thought there was no need to