After a brief pause, Christopher raised his voice again, saying, “Listen, Mr. Webb, if this Cynthia is really the eldest daughter from the prestigious Eastcliff family, what on earth is she doing in Aurous Hill? And what she shared about Charlie’s background is absolutely outrageous! Before he came to our home, Charlie was nothing more than a lowly worker living on a construction site, scraping by with basic food and lodging—just a poor guy among a bunch of others! I can’t believe it; maybe back then he couldn’t even afford toilet paper! How could he possibly be the heir of a wealthy family? Which affluent family would abandon their child for so many years?”


    Donald listened in silence, his expression unchanged, not responding to Christopher’s ims. While Christopher’s points might sound logical at first nce, theycked any real evidence. However, Donald had just seen Cynthia’s checkbook and her name stamp. The checkbook was genuine, and the stamp was definitely not a forgery.


    Considering her exclusive Hermes limited edition items, it was almost certain that she was indeed Cynthia. What troubled Donald now was how to handle the situation with her.


    He had absolutely no faith in Cynthia’s words. He struggled toprehend the mindset of the elite.


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    However, acting against her right now felt far too risky.


    Christopher and Harold had been reckless in their approach; they had been brought here directly after being tied up without any change of vehicles along the way. If the road surveince was thoroughly checked, it wouldn’t be difficult to trace their car.


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    As this thought crossed his mind, Donald felt a wave of anxiety wash over him.


    He quickly resolved, “Since Cynthia can’t be taken out, I must do everything I can to turn this situation around!”


    With determination, he turned to Christopher and said, “Let’s go, follow me inside.”


    Christopher nodded eagerly and followed Donald back to the warehouse.


    Upon entering, Donald strode confidently toward Cynthia. As he approached, he felt a wave of shame wash over him and said, “Oh, Madam Wade, I assure you that today’s events are all a misunderstanding. Christopher and Harold, that father-son duo, intended to confront Charlie’s mother-inw, ine—the real troublemaker here. I never imagined they would mistakenly take you captive. I truly apologize!”


    Cynthia felt a wave of relief wash over her…


    At that moment, she was so overwhelmed with emotion that she nearly burst into tears!


    Harold, standing nearby, looked puzzled and asked, “Mr. Webb, what’s going on here?”


    “What do you mean, what’s going on?!” Donald snapped, grabbing Harold by the cor, delivering a hard p, and cursing, “You dare ask? This whole mess is your father’s doing! If you two weren’t so obsessed with ine, Ms. Wade wouldn’t be involved at all!”


    After the confrontation, Donald continued to scold them, still shaken, “I’m just d I came to check things out today. If I hadn’t, and you had done something reckless to Ms. Wade, I would have been forced to deal with both of you harshly! A dog isn’t expected to bite its own master!”


    Harold, looking bewildered, replied, “Mr. Webb, what do you mean? We captured ine, but it was all for you!”


    “For me?!” Donald yelled back, “What the hell does this have to do with me?!”


    With that, he turned and shouted at the bodyguards surrounding him, “Come here, grab this scoundrel’s arms!”