NOVPUBChapter 1302: 591 Apply pressure_1 Chapter 1302: 591 Apply pressure_1 Mr.
Hart was delighted by Aubree Groove’s promise, as if he could hold a grandson in his arms by tomorrow.
He even came up with a name for the grandson already.
No, no, no, a granddaughter would be much better, a little granddaughter like Aubree.
That would be terrific!
She would be well-behaved and beautiful – their family’s luckiest little princess.
He was so elated by the thought that he couldn’t help but chuckle.
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Aubree turned to Nana Breezent: “Nana, come with me, I have something to tell you.”
Nana’s eyes twinkled with excitement, she intertwined her arm in Aubree’s affectionately: “What can’t you say in front of old Mr.
Hart?”
Aubree’s brow furrowed.
She didn’t want to shatter the dream of the woman absorbed in joy but some things are better said sooner than later.
It would be better for everyone.
“Nana, are you sure you want to marry my brother?”
Without the slightest hesitation, Nana responded: “Absolutely.
The moment I saw him, I made up my mind.
It’s him or no one.”
Noticing the serious look on Aubree’s face, Nana said instinctively: “Aubree, you’d like to help me right?
I’ll be the best sister-in-law to you.
Even if Mr.
Hart gives all his properties to you, I wouldn’t mind.
Everyone loves you; I like you very much, too.
More importantly, you’re my future sister-in-law whom I need to please, right?”
It was no secret that Aubree occupied a high position in The Harts family.
Digby Hart and Mr.
Hart treated her like a gem.
Nana had felt a touch of jealousy at the beginning, but she had accepted it now.
A sister-in-law as great as her would be hard to find even with a lantern.
“Oh, yeah, Aubree, the other day I overheard your brother talking on the phone.
He was acting all secretive, as if he was talking about donating a kidney.
I hope he’s okay?”
Aubree was taken aback: “What did you say?”
“Your brother.
It seemed as if he mentioned something about kidney donation on the phone.
Maybe I heard wrong, but I get the feeling he’s hiding something from us.”
Aubree shook her head: “Nana, there’s something I want to tell you, reserving to my brother.”
Nana’s eyes shone brightly, “Go ahead.
I am listening.”
“My brother, he…” Aubree thought.
Digby should be the one to share this.
But knowing his temperament, he would surely conceal it from everyone.
The more he lingered, the more it would hurt Nana.
“What’s wrong with your brother?
Has he been flirting around with others?
That’s not like him.
I’ve seen many beautiful women throwing themselves at him over the years.
He never brought any of them home though.” Nana trusts Digby Hart’s character wholeheartedly. 𝚗o𝚟pub.𝚌𝚘𝚖
This man has one good trait: he lived a clean life.
He would never mess around.
Otherwise, with his wealth, he would have been surrounded by beautiful partners and children by now.
“My brother is great.
It’s just that!”
“Mr.
Hart has returned,” the servant’s shout interjected.
Nana’s eyes lit up: “My brother has returned.
We can continue this conversation later.” With that, she left the room.
Aubree watched Nana serving tea and pouring water for Digby Hart.
She couldn’t help shaking her head in resignation.
Digby Hart was happy to see Aubree.
He called her with a smile, “I was about to look for you.
Come here, let me check on you.”
“You’ve lost weight,” Digby Hart commented sympathetically.
He estimated: “Did you grow taller again?” He sighed.
Her already slim figure seemed even thinner.
Aubree pulled Nana to sit down: “Nana, please sit down and rest.”
“I’m not tired.” Nana darted back to the kitchen to get some fruits.
When Nana returned, she found that Digby Hart and Aubree were no longer sitting on the sofa.
She asked Mr.
Hart: “Where are they?”
Mr.
Hart pointed upstairs, “They went to the study.
I don’t know what those two siblings are up to.”
Nana popped a strawberry into her mouth.
Her face wrinkled up instantly.
It was very sour.
Upstairs in the study.
“Have you decided to donate a kidney to her?”
“I owe it to her,” Digby Hart said, rubbing his temples.
He looked weary.
“Aubree, I am n’t going to lie.
I am a terrible father.
I have even wondered why she would be my daughter?
Is this a punishment from God?”
“I will donate the kidney to her, cure her illness, provide her a stable and prosperous life.
But I won’t acknowledge her.
That’s the best arrangement I can offer.
I can’t give more.”
Being a father was something that he never factored into his life plan.
Even if he had, it would be with a woman he loved.
Together, they would await the birth of their love child, watch her grow and start walking, and become a charming young lady.
She would be their precious little princess, free of worries and sickness.
And suddenly, a daughter he never planned for barged into his life.
It’s not that he couldn’t accept having an illegitimate daughter, but this one he just couldn’t bring himself to like.
He would take responsibility, but he didn’t want her intruding into his life.
To put it plainly, he didn’t like this daughter.
He would provide for both mother and daughter, but beyond that, he didn’t want to discuss anything else.
It might be selfish or irresponsible, but at this juncture in his life, he wouldn’t force himself to do things he didn’t like.
Aubree Groove understood Digby Hart’s choice.
She had no right to intervene, perhaps this was currently the best course of action.
“If you don’t have any intention towards Nana, don’t give her illusions.
It’s better to end her suffering soon rather than later.”
Digby Hart was slightly startled.
“I know where your heart lies, but brother.” Aubree walked up to him.
“The moon in the night sky is beautiful, everyone wants to have it, but all they can do is try to scoop up its reflection in the water.
No one can actually have the moon.
That is why it can hang so beautifully in the night sky, becoming the emotional support for countless people over thousands of years.
If you can muster the courage to turn around and see the people around you, and try to give your heart, perhaps you’ll discover a different landscape.”
“The best time to pick a flower is when it is blooming profusely, don’t wait until there are no flowers and you’re left only with empty branches.”
Some people cage themselves within a city, unwilling to step out for the rest of their lives, merely touching themselves.
When the day of their downfall arrives and you look back, if you’re lucky, you’ll see a silhouette.
But how many people are that lucky?
In the end, not even a silhouette remains, just desolation and loneliness everywhere.
She didn’t want Digby Hart to reach that point.
The time that has passed will not return, why not cherish the present?
It was clear to her that Digby Hart didn’t have no feelings for Nana.
It’s just that his stubbornness prevented him from taking that step.
So, she decided to give him a push.
“Among the three kinds of unfilial conduct, having no progeny is the greatest.
I always thought this was a remnant of feudalism, and the value of anyone’s existence shouldn’t be judged by this.
But when I saw the joy in Mr.
Hart’s eyes while he was naming his granddaughter, I suddenly understood.
Brother, you can always look at your white moonlight, but I hope one day, you won’t regret it, because not everyone will wait for you forever.”
Aubree left the study.
“Aubree.” Nana Breezent approached cautiously: “What…
What did he say?”
“Nana.” Aubree bent down and whispered a few words into Nana Breezent’s ear.
Nana’s eyes grew wider and wider, “Can…
Can this really work?”
“You’ll know once you try.”
Nana bit her lip: “Okay, I’ll listen to you.
I’ll pack my stuff right now.”
Aubree held her hand: “Have your meal first.”
During lunch, Digby Hart finally came out of his study.
He looked a little weary and pale.
Nana filled his plate and served him his favorite tea.
She even made sure all the dishes were his favorites.
She was meticulous and attentive.
Digby Hart seemed somewhat out of place.
He looked at Nana, then quickly lowered his eyes, “You don’t have to do this anymore.”
Nana let out a small “Ah” and said with some heartbreak: “Did I not do a good job?”
“It’s not that….” Digby Hart sounded somewhat helpless.
“I understand.” Nana sat down quietly.
Mr.
Hart glanced at him: “Can’t you speak properly?
Isn’t Nana good enough for you?
She might as well give you her heart, and yet you’re still acting like this.”
“Uncle, don’t blame Ted Hart.
It must be because I haven’t done well enough….”
Nana remembered Aubree’s words, and when she saw a news alert pop up on her phone, she was dumbfounded, “The Richest Man of Pethkids’ illegitimate daughter exposed?
Isn’t Ted Hart the Richest Man of Pethkids?
The media these days really know how to stir things up.
Now they’ve even fabricated an illegitimate daughter.
Ted Hart, you need to sue them.
Isn’t this blatant defamation?
I get angry just looking at it.”
Ted Hart is so upright, how could he possibly have an illegitimate daughter?
Digby Hart gripped his chopsticks tightly and instinctively looked at Aubree.
Aubree shook her head coldly.
Aside from Digby Hart, she had never mentioned this matter to anyone.
Now the media was writing about it.
It seemed that Xenia Groove had learned the truth and was prepared to use the media to put pressure on Digby Hart.
