Billionaire's Sweetheart

Chapter 751

When Edward heard that his grandmother had let Felicity live in a villa halfway up the mountain, his handsome face also flashed with a smile.

Just as Felicity was planning to go upstairs to take a look at her room, Edward's phone suddenly rang.

Edward looked at the caller, and said in a low voice: "Go upstairs and take a look at the room with the children. I'm going to pick up this call."

Edward took his phone and walked to the garden path beside him.

After walking a distance away, he finally answered the phone.

The call was from his assistant, Larry.

"Young Master, I have already found out the number that you asked me to investigate last time." Larry said respectfully.

Edward's mind tensed a little, and asked seriously: "Who's it?"

"It’s of the younger Master!" Larry did not know why Edward wanted to investigate this number, but, since Edward was so concerned about this matter, then it must not be a good thing. Thus, when Larry said this name, he hesitated.

"Are you sure?" Edward's handsome face instantly sank as his eyes stared at the scenery in the distance, revealing annoyance.

Larry immediately replied with certainty: "I'm sure!"

"Got it!" At this moment, that string of Edward's heart was completely broken.

He hung up the phone, gripping it tightly in his hand. He turned around and looked up at the second floor. It was as if there was a dead knot between his eyebrows.

That concerned message was actually sent by Richard, his brother, to Felicity.

But when he had asked her before, she had actually lied and said that Bryant had sent this to her.

Why would she lie?

If she told him, even if it was his brother Richard, he would definitely not think too much.

Edward shut his eyes tightly, calming the churning emotions in his heart, at that moment, he felt as if he was ruthlessly beaten up, the pain almost made him collapse.

Why?

Only people with a guilty conscience would lie, so what was she feeling guilty about?

Edward was momentarily unable to accept the reality that his own brother had actually sent such a caring private message to his own woman.

Edward suddenly thought of the day when Felicity was at the hospital, his brother suddenly appeared

outside the door of the ward.

He was going to go out and call him and tell him the ward number.

Since he was able to find the ward so accurately without asking clearly, did it prove that his brother already knew where she lived?

And when did he know?

Could it be that his brother was already in the hospital when she was undergoing surgery? Did he follow them all the way up?

For some things, the more one investigated, the more one panicked.

Edward's breathing could not help but quicken. He never thought that there would actually come a day where he would have serious suspicions about his younger brother.

He had always regarded him as his closest brother, and he had always doted on him But why? Why did he do this to him?

He must have misunderstood something.

That was impossible.

In Edward's mind, it was as if there were two people fighting, and his was in a mess.

Finally, he took out his phone and gave Larry a call.

His voice had already turned calm as he instructed, "Larry, investigate further the hotel that I stayed at with Felicity overseas on the last day. Take a look and see if my brother had been there."

Larry asked in surprise: "Young Master, if I remember correctly, the Second Young Master was in that city with Miss Jones when the rumours broke out. There is only a seven star hotel there, and as the Second Young Master, I'm sure he would stay in that…"

"Look into it more carefully!" Edward did not want to hear his explanation.

That time, Felicity had purposely delayed returning to the country for a day. At that time, she had explained for him to come back first so that his grandmother wouldn't be angry even if she knew.

Thus, he listened to her and returned home one day earlier.

Why did she have to wait a day?

She could actually buy that day's flight as well. It wouldn't be a problem if the two of them took a different flight at the same day.

Edward's mind was in a mess, the more he thought about it, the more complicated the matter seemed.

A feeling of distrust instantly gushed into his heart.

"Daddy..."

"Look up!" Suddenly, a small voice came from above his head.

It was Arya, she grabbed onto the fence with her two small hands, her little face close to the fence, her little hands waving nonstop at him. It seemed she was very happy.

"Arya, be careful!" Seeing her daughter standing alone on the balcony, Edward's mind went blank.

He turned around and rushed to the hall, and ran upstairs in one breath. He saw Arya happily standing there with two small hands behind her back.

Edward looked at his daughter's cute face helplessly, walked over and picked her up: "What are you standing here alone for?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"I want Father to see me!" Arya replied naively.

"But you scared Dad, you know?" Edward kissed her daughter's small face as he lightly rebuked her.

"I'm sorry, Daddy!" Arya immediately reached out and hugged him, apologizing softly.

Edward hugged his daughter tightly. He, who had always been strong and mature, suddenly felt some unexplainable sadness.

When he thought about how his younger brother had a unknown relationship with the woman he loved, he felt that he had been greatly hurt.

"Daddy, what's the matter with you? Are you unhappy?" Although Arya was young, she could still observe slightest change of expression in people's face. She immediately asked with concern.

Edward raised his head, and looked at her daughter, her small and exquisite face was like a mini version of Felicity's.

This was also why Edward doted on his daughter so much. It was because she looked too much like her Mummy.

Arya extended her two small hands and cupped Daddy's handsome face. Her small mouth gave him a kiss on his face and said childishly, "Daddy, why are you unhappy? Who bullied you?"

Hearing his daughter's pure and innocent words of concern, Edward realized that her voice was slightly hoarse. "Daddy is fine, no one is bullying me."

"But, Daddy doesn't look happy!" After Arya finished speaking, she kissed him again, then giggled: "Daddy, if I kiss you, can you be happier?"

Edward nodded, and gently nuzzled his daughter's nose: "Yes, does Arya like Daddy?"

"Yes, Daddy, I love you!" Arya's sweet voice warmed people's hearts when they heard it.

"Daddy loves you, you are Daddy's little princess!" Edward faintly smiled, and his mood instantly became a little better.

It was at this moment that a melodious female voice rose behind him. "What are the two of you doing here?"