Chapter 113: The Son of the Hammer Family
Chapter 113 The Son of the Hammer Family
This was the first time I’d encountered a rich who talked about nothing but money.
“Forget it, I’ll ask someone else.” With that, I walked indoors.
Just as I got back, Elissa came out of the private room, her eyes slightly red, clearly having cried.
She said, “Let’s go home.”
“Did you get everything sorted out? I took the coat from Elissa’s hand and draped it over her shoulders.
Elissa sniffled, her eyes clear. “Yes. From now on, whether he marries or not, it has nothing to do with me.”
Hearing this, I admired Elissa’s decisiveness.
On the way home, Elissa was driving when I suddenly received a call from Cecil.
Cecil hesitated for a moment before asking, “Was that you with Jerry Hammer just now?”
I was taken aback but didn’t lie to Cecil. “Yes, it was me. How did you know?”
Jerry had covered me up pretty well.
Even Christopher only asked about my shoes, and he wasn’t even sure.
Yet Cecil managed to guess it was me.
On the other end of the line, Cecil picked up on my tone and chuckled. “Curious why Christopher couldn’t guess it was you, but I could?”
I replied, “A little.”
Cecil’s voice was gentle and calm. “He’s too confident in your feelings for him. So, at most, he might suspect you were with me, but he wouldn’t think to guess Jerry Hammer, a stranger.”
I agreed, “You’re right.”
Actually, Cecil wasn’t entirely correct,
More importantly, Christopher didn’t care about me as a person.
Who I was with didn’t matter much to Christopher.
Cecil paused for a moment, his tone gentle but probing. “You and Jerry Hammer…
“He’s just someone I’ve met two or three times.” I didn’t intend to hide anything from Cecil and explained, then took
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the opportunity to ask, “Cecil, why haven’t I heard you mention Kimberly Harris and Jerry Hammer before?”
Cecil’s tone relaxed. They’re from Maple Valley. We rarely see each other usually. This time, the Harris family wants to set up a branch in Jacquar and has sent Kimberly Harris over to gain experience.”
Cecil was patient and didn’t hide anything from me. As for Jerry Hammer, he’s the son of the Hammer family, the only son. He’s quite flamboyant and unpredictable. You shouldn’t get too close to him.”
I decided to dig deeper. “So, the Harris family and the Hammer family are quite something?”
Cecil chuckled. “Not only that. Let’s put it this way- Jacquar is at most considered wealthy. But over in Maple Valley, there are three major families, and the Hammer family and the Harris family are two of them.”
Hearing this, I finally understood why Mrs. Lewis personally escorted Jerry out after the birthday party yesterday.
And why Christopher was so wary of Jerry.
And why Jerry dared to openly oppose the Valence family.
The gap between the wealthy and the elite families was too obvious. It’s not just about money; it’s about the intricate relationship networks built over centuries, worth more than gold.
I couldn’t help but sigh at the disparity between people.
And I couldn’t help but ask, “So if Kimberly Harris and Jerry Hammer’s families are so well matched, why don’t they just get married?”
It’s time–saving, labor–saving, and hassle–free.
Cecil chuckled, “You guessed it right. Jerry Hammer does have a marriage arrangement with the Harris family, but it’s not with Kimberly Harris. It’s with the Harris family’s eldest daughter, who was kidnapped and lost when she was young. I heard Jerry Hammer came to Jacquar this time to look for clues about his babyhood fiancée.”
“Didn’t expect him to be such a devoted person.” I was a bit surprised that someone could be as persistent as Cecil, holding on to someone they met in their babyhood for so many years.
Cecil smiled and didn’t say much more, just added, “Stay home tomorrow. I’ll bring your gift over after work.”
“Gift?” It took me a moment to remember what Cecil mentioned last night. I agreed. “Sure, I’ll be home for the next few days.”
The next day, I woke up without alarm and felt the emptiness on the other side of the bed.
Elissa was gone.
I picked up my phone and saw a message from Elissa.
Elissa: [I’m out. If Ivan Garcia acts up again, I’ll come back for refuge.
1: [Bad woman, once the matter was resolved, you just ran away.]
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I replied with a smile and lazily lay in bed, scrolling through my phone.
The situation with Evelyn and Charlie, plus the things she and Brenda shouted at each other in the courthouse, had significant Impact on the Valence Group. The stock had dropped several points and might continue to fall.
The criticism hadn’t stopped, and it was clear how much Jerry had fanned the flames..
At this rate, Charlie, Brenda, and Evelyn might get chased down if they went out without masks.
Near the afternoon, I got a call from the nurse’s station at Messlushi Hospital
She said, “Mrs. Valence! The people in the VIP ward are fighting! They ve already started hitting each other!”
My head buzzed. I grabbed my car keys and rushed out, asking. “How did they start fighting? I’m on my way now.”
When I arrived at the hospital, the police were already there, and a crowd had gathered inside and outside the ward.
“Who are you?” The police asked as I tried to go in
I replied, Tm her niece. She’s my aunt.”
“Alright, go in and try to calm them down. It’s one thing for couples to argue, but they shouldn’t be hitting each other,” the officer said.
Johnson nodded repeatedly. “Yes, yes, I understand. It won’t happen again.”
I bypassed Johnson and went straight to Beata Seeing her bruised and battered, I glared at Johnson, roaring, “Are you crazy? She’s a patient, and you beat her like this!”
Johnson had just apologized, but with the police gone, he reverted to his usual self. “She wants to divorce me! Did you tell her to
of meivorce me? Hope, I’m telling you, even if the divorces me, I’ll stick to you like glue. You’ll have to take care
I die!”
I shouted angrily, “Get lost! Christopher is on his way here. Are you sure you still want to stay?”
Johnson rasped, “I didn’t realize you were so good at seducing men. First, it was Mr. Valence, and then Mr. Lewis.”
Johnson suddenly extended his hand, missing a pinky finger, and glared at me with hatred. “That Mr. Lewis cut off one
of my fingers.”
The wound hadn’t fully healed, still scabbed over. I was startled and instinctively took two steps back.
My phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID, I tried to stay calm and answered, “Hello, Christopher. You re at the hospital with Cecil? Great, come up quickly.”
When she left, He went crazy
