Love You Can’t Say

Olivia couldn’t do anything to Dennis and Diana. So, if Olivia really wanted to destroy me, she would have no choice but to destroy my reputation.

Destroying one’s reputation?

This was definitely something Olivia would do.

I was in a daze when Link, Mr. Shone and his wife came together. So we talked about trivial things while we ate.

With the passing of their daughter and grandson, the two old men grew much older and grey-haired.

After exchanging greetings, everyone sat down and the waiter began to serve the dishes. “Clara,” said Grandma Bennett, looking at me, “you’ve lost weight recently. You need to eat more.”

I quickly replied, “Ok, thank you for your concern.”

“The New Year is coming up, and I think things are pretty much settled now,” Link said with a smile. “Next Monday is a great day. I’m going to formally invite Clara to become part of our family. You two must come and witness her then.”

“Yes, we will!” Grandma Bennett smiled and said, “I thought she was very sweet when she came to our house with Hank, and it was the perfect fate to be in your family now, Hank…”

At this point, Grandma Bennett choked up. Realizing that she was saddened by the mention of her grandson, Grandpa Shone patted her hand and said, “Well, we still have to move on.”

The atmosphere was a little gloomy, and I got up and walked over to the two old men and knelt down and banged my head three times.

“What are you doing? Get up, get up, now!”

Grandma Bennett came to help me, but I didn’t get up. Instead, I choked up, saying, “I’m sorry. I was there the day Hank died. It was my fault. If it hadn’t been for me, he’d still be alive.”

After a moment of shock, the two men lifted me to my feet and said, “This is not your fault. We looked at the security footage, and he was emotional, and if it wasn’t for you, he wouldn’t have had the sense to get out of the car. It’s fate. There’s no one to blame!”

I looked at the two old men and said, “If you don’t mind, I’ll be your granddaughter. I’ll take care of you for Hank.”

“Thank you for your kindness. No wonder Hank likes you so much.”

Grandma Bennett sighed. “If Hank were still here… such a pity.”

After a pause, Grandpa looked at me and said, “Clara, tell me exactly what it was about that day. How could Hank, a kid who’s always calm and self-possessed suddenly do something so extreme? Was there a catch?”

Link and Leo didn’t say anything, but after hearing Mr. Shone’s question, they both looked at me.

I stopped and said, “Hank died of desperation. Gloria and Mr. Gibson are both gone. It’s my fault, too. I was negligent during that time. I didn’t think he couldn’t stand it and go with them.”

Mr. Shone narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “What does Gloria and Hank’s deaths have to do with Yara?”

I thought about it and told them about what had happened ten years ago, as well as Mr. Gibson’s intention to give Yara the majority of the Gibson family shares. But I said that the reason was because Yara had devoted her whole life in the name of Gloria, so Yank gave her the shares in order to thank her.

They might not have been paying attention to the headlines in City P and knew nothing about what happened a decade ago. After hearing me out, Grandma Bennett burst into tears. “What a tragedy!”

She sighed for a moment. Mr. Shone remained calm, and after a moment’s silence, he sighed and said, “Well, it’s all meant to be!”

At this point, I had said all I needed to say, and I had done all I needed to do, and it was up to them what to do next.

After finishing the dinner, it was already 9 o’clock. I told the driver to send Link and Mr. Shone back. Leo looked at me and said, “Can you give me a ride home?”

I pressed my lips together. “Didn’t you drive here?”

He shrugged. “I just came with Link and we didn’t drive!”

Fine!

In the car.

He looked sideways at me several times before he said, “You sound like you were speaking for Yara.”

I took the wheel and said, “I am!”

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me. “Explain it to me. Was it because of Dennis? Hank did more than save your life. You know exactly what Hank died for. Don’t you feel guilty?”

At the stoplight, I stopped for the green light and glanced sideways at him. “Let’s get Luna out of the way first,” I said, raising my eyebrows. “As for Yara, someone would go after her.”

He was confused, “What do you mean?”

“Someone should want revenge for Hank, too. A few days ago, a headline in City P published an article about the deaths of three Gibson family members, which basically called Yara ungrateful and malicious.” The green light came on and I started the car.

He snapped. “Didn’t you write that article?”

“I couldn’t have written that well.” The article seemed to have been written by a journalist to smear Yara.

“Not the Shone family. Not you! Who else would have had a hand in this?” He frowned, his fingers between his eyebrows thinking.

After a long pause, he looked at me and said, “Who do you think it could be?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I shook my head. “I don’t know, but if this guy knows all this stuff, he must be close to the Gibson family. Let’s be patient. He can’t just give up when he’s done it. If Yara is unharmed, this person will take further steps.”

He smiled. “So, what kind of deal did you make with Yara to go to Shone for her?”

I threw him the envelope Yara had given me and said, “Take this and then publish some of the above content in the major media as appropriate. We take our time with Luna. Every single one of those videos would ruin her reputation anyway.”

“Well done! Her reputation is vital to her present position. If she loses her reputation, she won’t be able to be Mrs. Lewis. The Lewis family is very proud of its reputation. At this rate, it’s only a matter of time before she leaves the Lewis family.”

He took the document to read it again, then looked at me and praised, “You’ve done enough to destroy her career and her reputation. Are you going to start with the people she cares about the most?”

I raised my eyebrows. “Yes!”

“Clara,” he said hesitantly, “are you really quite indifferent to your own parents?”

I couldn’t help but look at him, frowning, “you seem to mention this all the time recently. I told you, if they’ve abandoned me, that means they don’t want me anymore. If I keep obsessing over this, I may never get over the shadow of being abandoned by them. I might as well just let it go.”