Enchanted By His Charm



As Roy said it, he gritted his teeth again and stared at Joseph, "You know my feelings at that time? I couldn't believe it. It's my uncle who wanted to kill me. He loved me when I was still young!"

Joseph frowned.

"So, I hesitated to return home, not wanting to burden them with my presence," Roy expressed with a composed demeanor. "I exchanged my formal attire for casual clothes. Recently, I have been silently following my uncle. Once you confirmed my demise, I witnessed him handing a significant amount of money to an individual who appeared happy upon seeing it. This person claimed he was willing to carry out any act of murder on my uncle's behalf. However, as soon as he turned their back, my uncle swiftly killed him."

Joseph frowned again, "You saw that?"

"Yes." Roy gritted his teeth.

Roy has a hard life these days. All his belongings were left in the car. He had no money with him, and he could only drink water to ease his hunger. He heard that his uncle wanted to kill him and that his uncle was killing someone. All these made Roy frustrated and upset.

"Even if I appear in public, I can't show any evidence to prove that my uncle has killed someone!" Roy hit on the sofa.

Joseph nodded.

He was right. Even if Roy ran to tell the police that William employed someone to kill him, William could ask his lawyer to defend himself. Roy had no certain evidence. He couldn't just say he heard something or he saw something. In such an era where even a recording couldn't be taken as evidence on the court, only the clearest and the most undoubtful evidence could be certain evidence.

William could just deny it no matter whether it was done by him or not.

William would find an excellent lawyer who would defend him by claiming that Roy was to get rid of William by framing him.

At that time, it would arouse heated discussions. Peers would laugh at them, while outsiders would focus on the share price. There was nothing different. They would be just gloating at them.

It would be another disaster for the Runestone Group.

"So, Joseph, please help me!" Roy's look was cold. 

Joseph thought about it for a while, "Don't you doubt me?" 

"Who else can I trust? You left the Runestone Group, which was also my uncle's conspiracy. Now that I turn to you today, I bet that you have nothing to do with him."

Joseph lit another cigarette and said, "Your uncle is now very popular among the board. These years he has pretended well as a good man. Even if now you accuse him of being the murderer, it will not come true readily."

"Understood. That's why I don't come back home. I haven't turned to anybody but you." Roy blinked, "If he knows that I am still alive, he will not adopt more actions. He may think of other ways. I'm afraid he will harm my mother, Cassie, and our child. I can't take this risk."

"Cassie is really sorrowful." Joseph thought that he needed to remind Roy of this fact.

Roy was just like a dead person. He lowered his head. The cigarette in his hands burned out and then burned his fingers. His fingers trembled, and the ash just fell on the floor.

He picked it up and put it into the ashtray.

After a great while, he murmured, "It's better to lose life."

"Aren't you afraid that she will be heartbroken?"

Roy looked up to Joseph. He opened his mouth. After a while, he said, "She.... will not be too sad. She doesn't love me anyway, though I don't want to admit it."

Joseph looked unhappy and shouted, "Roy, you are an idiot!"

Roy felt startled.

"Your wife now is very sad. You should have comforted her, but now my wife keeps doing that. Can you bear that? Cassie cries daily, but you assume she doesn't love you?"

Joseph nearly wanted to hit him with his fists.

Having been scolded by Joseph, Roy was totally in a daze.

Joseph didn't shout at him any longer and just calmed down, smoking, "So, you need to make a decision by yourself."

"I can't tell her..." Roy was just like a helpless ghost.

Joseph raised his eyes.

"If she really loves me, I still can't let her take this risk." Roy got stressed, looking like he was inquiring, "You must help me, and then let Irish company Cassie more."

"You don't want Irish to know that, either?"

"No." There was hatred in Roy's eyes, "Before things have finished, you can't let anybody know that I'm still alive."

Joseph kept silent to show compromise.

He had his choice. Joseph couldn't force him to do anything. 

"William killed someone. Obviously, he did it in an unknown way. You didn't even know where the body was."

Roy shook his head, "I think the body has been destroyed."

"The evidence is so hard to get."

"There must be some clues." After finishing three bowls of noodles, Roy had strength now, and his articulation was quite clear.

Thinking for a while, Joseph flipped the ash and said, "Your uncle is really questionable. Now there is a massive decrease in the share price. It seems that someone is continuously taking in the sold shares. If this one is your uncle, then he must have a large fund. Roy, you have more connections with him than me. Just think about what kind of person or person he often keeps in contact with."

After a while, Roy said, "I remember that once he wanted to cooperate with a Hawaii distributor. We haven't had cooperation with it before, but he still held on to it. At that time, I didn't focus on group management, so I just let him do anything he liked. Now as I recall it, it might be problematic."

"What's the name of that company?"

"It's...called Large Stone Company." Roy finally thought of it.

Joseph tried his best to search for information on this company in his brain but in vain.

"Is it a small company?" He asked.

Roy shook his head, "I have no idea."

Joseph put out the cigarette and then said lightly, "I will find it out."

"Thank you."

"Where do you plan to live next?"

Roy felt upset, "Maybe I need to seek your help."

Joseph felt surprised.

"You have so many empty rooms here. It's the safest place for me. Even the underground is okay for me." Roy said.

Joseph reminded him, "In the daytime, Irish is also at home."

"I won't get out of it." Roy pointed at his leg, "What's more, I need to find a place to deal with my wound."

Joseph thought that he was right. He couldn't witness Roy go out in case he might meet William again. It would be better to be careful before there were some updates.

"Okay." Joseph agreed, "If you want to move, please do it after Irish is asleep. Do not let her think there is a ghost in the house."

Roy made a forced smile.

Joseph stood up to prepare something Roy might need.

Roy stopped him again.

"He is Spark. You can get his information from the agency." Roy said lightly.