Chapter 511 A Relapse

When Oscar returned home, Eleanor was the first to rush over. “Oscar, how did it go? Has the perpetrator been apprehended?” she asked nervously.

He replied, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Hutton. I’ve asked the lawyer to draft an indictment, and we’ll press charges against her officially tomorrow. With Clinton Corporations’ legal team at work, no one can go free after hurting my woman.”

With a delighted smile, she exclaimed, “Oscar, you made the right decision. It’s best if she has to serve a prison sentence for a few years. Oh, another thing! Who’s the b*tch that dared to harm Lia? How I wish I could tear her into pieces!”

When Oscar saw Eleanor’s reaction, he could not help but feel that the older woman was a little cute. Perhaps because she bore a strong resemblance to Amelia Winters, he found it hard to hate her.

“Mrs. Hutton, please don’t be angry. I’ll never let her off,” he declared.

“Oscar, I truly admire your attitude. I am very relieved to leave Lia in your hands.” Eleanor sang his praises.

At that moment, Amelia Hutton walked over and asked concernedly, “Oscar, have you eaten? Amy asked the housekeeper to keep the food in the kitchen. How about I heat them for you?”

Oscar took a glance at her before rejecting her offer. “It’s all right. I’ve already eaten. Where’s Amelia?”

“Amy’s upstairs putting Tony to bed,” she replied with a smile, suppressing the surge of emotions in her eyes.

He nodded in response before turning around to speak to Eleanor. “Mrs. Hutton, I’ll go upstairs to check on her. I’m worried that her head might still be aching.”

After Oscar headed upstairs, Eleanor shot her daughter a meaningful look as she uttered, “Amelia, don’t you forget that Lia is your sister. You’ve had a high living since you were a child, so you’d better not snatch anything from her. Otherwise, I won’t forgive you.”

Upon hearing that, Amelia Hutton had mixed feelings. My mother actually warned me, the daughter who has been with her all these years, because of another daughter she hasn’t seen for twenty-odd years. I don’t even know how to describe my feelings right now.

Eleanor did not bother to guess what was going on inside her mind. She then headed to the kitchen to prepare a glass of warm milk and brought it upstairs. As soon as she entered the room, she noticed Oscar sitting on the edge of the bed, whereas Amelia Winters was already sound asleep.

“Is she asleep?” Eleanor asked while looking at the figure lying on the bed.

Oscar gave a slight nod, so she gave the glass of milk to him. “Have some milk.”

responded as he took the glass

he placed the glass on the table and turned to look at her. “Mrs. Hutton, I have something to say, but I’m

go

to you? I never believed that a person would be

Eleanor’s expression froze.

someone to investigate the Hutton family and found out that

at Oscar’s

you or anything. It’s just that if you have no intention to reunite with Amelia, then don’t be so kind to her. She’s over the age of requiring her parents’

face turned

“Oscar, I…”

I think it’s better that you treat your trip here as a vacation. As hosts, Amelia and I will do our best to show you

though she was trying to say

did not know how to put it in

two should go back and rest now. I’ll

“Oscar, I—”

Amelia. Please don’t take them to heart. It’s

to leave, Eleanor had no choice but

leaned against the back seat sullenly with a glazed look in her eyes,

Hutton was a bit concerned. “What’s

shook her head and heaved

she strode over to the window and stared at the

the couch before she

“He

woman asked with a puzzled look on her

that I’m the most irresponsible mother because I don’t want to reunite with her. But I’m not! When Lia went missing back then, I couldn’t find her despite looking for her everywhere. I’ve also left Lia’s DNA at the police station, but there’s no news about her after all these years. If you didn’t bump into her by accident, I probably would never see her again. The relationship between the relatives of the Hutton family is quite

Let’s go back to Saspiuburg, and we’ll come to visit her

her a death glare before pushing

“Mom, you—”

tired. I’m going

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