Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 598 Have You Never Thought Whose Child I Am?

Chapter 598: Chapter 598 Have You Never Thought Whose Child I Am?

This time, the adoptive father was definitely sure that the man was here for the child.

In that era, only rich people dressed so luxuriously and drove very expensive cars. If her adoptive father shouted the man wanted to kidnap children, no one would believe him. It would also cause trouble.

After all, they knew that rich people would not do such a thing in a small place.

That was why this man dared to follow her so openly.

When his adoptive father saw the man walking toward him calmly, he suddenly picked up little Yvette Thiel and ran all the way.

Little Yvette Thiel didn’t know what had happened. When the cake fell to the ground, she burst into tears.

"Dad, the cake... the cake..."

For children, nothing could replace the temptation of cake.

Glaring at the broken cake with red eyes, she struggled to get down.

The adoptive father held her in his arms and ran out of breath to comfort her. "Baby, be good. I’ll buy it for you later."

Little Yvette Thiel was extremely sad. She lay on her adoptive father’s body and only saw that there was no one behind him. There was nothing.

Though she didn’t understand why her adoptive father ran like this, when she saw him in such a panic, she became much more obedient. She put her arms around his neck and leaned on his shoulder, sobbing to suppress her sadness.

She was too young to predict the danger like her adoptive father. Now she was lying in the cold mire, watching the man in a red suit walk toward her.

Her eyes were wide open, and her screams of horror and sadness were all stuck in her throat.

Fortunately, the man stopped five meters away from the mire.

She saw the man squat down, pick up the badly mutilated limb, and throw it at her adoptive father’s face.

"Haha."

He laughed coldly and then said something that he thought was humorous. "You ran so fast that you even ran away your legs."

Then he looked up at the sky. The dark clouds came to the top once again, and it was about to rain harder.

The temperature was low, coupled with the heavy rain, the kid probably wouldn’t survive even if she didn’t fall to death.

The man turned around, got into the red sedan, and sped away.

Yvette Thiel was lying in the mire with her legs numb. She couldn’t move at all.

She looked at her adoptive father’s wide-open eyes, and countless tears flowed from her eyes.

It was so uncomfortable. It was an indescribable feeling that filled her tiny body...

Yvette Thiel used all her strength to climb out of the dark mire and finally lay down beside her adoptive father.

"Dad... wake up..."

Poor little Yvette Thiel didn’t know that her adoptive father would never wake up.

The man who had picked her up in the garbage dump and regarded her as a treasure would never wake up again.

Fortunately, little Yvette Thiel had crawled out of that quagmire and survived.

But for the shock, she had a high fever in the hospital for a week. When she woke up again, the memory of what happened that night was sealed by herself because of fear.

Until today...

The man on the high chair in front of her and the cake in front of him reminded her of everything in an instant.

She was so agitated that she couldn’t make a sound.

Her body was trembling, her teeth were clenched so tightly that they were about to break. However, it was not because of fear, but because of hatred!

This bastard had killed her adoptive father!

Keith Beckford was very smart. As soon as he saw her expression, he knew that she had thought of that matter.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he smiled. "Not bad. The cake reminds you."

"You...!"

Clenching her teeth, Yvette Thiel could not say anything but one word due to her intense hatred.

"Don’t worry. Take it easy." Keith Beckford comforted her with a smile.

Yvette Thiel wished that she could kill the man in front of her right now, but that was impossible.

Even if she had a knife, she could not defeat the man in front of her.

Since this man could kidnap her from the heavily guarded Parker’s manor, his strength should not be underestimated.

She told herself that hatred and excitement were useless. She had to calm down to find an opportunity.

Yvette Thiel clenched her fists by scratching the blood to force herself to calm down.

"Why do you want to kill me?" she asked.

She knew that this question was quite stupid, because it was obvious that Keith Beckford wanted to kill her because Alena Thiel was her mother.

However, according to her observation, smart people would die faster in front of Keith Beckford.

It was better to be a little whiter, scared to let down his guard.

But she really wanted to know how Keith Beckford found her when she was a child.

A gentle smile appeared on Keith Beckford’s seemingly harmless face. "Because I don’t like my lover to be tarnished. Your existence is proof of her past filthiness."

She was speechless. "What a madman!" she thought.

She pursed her lips and asked in a trembling voice, "How did you find me when I was a child?"

"That was an accidental encounter," Keith Beckford said with a smile. "I was surprised your adoptive father protected you so much. You were quite lucky."

Keith Beckford paused for a moment, and his smile gradually became cold and perverted. "Neither did you freeze to death on that cold night, nor did you suffocate to death in the garbage bag..."

Yvette Thiel’s eyes widened and she was instantly shocked.

"It’s you..."

It was easy to guess now. She blurted out, "It was you who put me in the garbage bag and threw me away!"

"Not stupid."

A happy smile appeared on Keith Beckford’s face. "That’s why I say you were lucky. When I put you in the bag, I fell the bag to the ground for several times. I didn’t expect you to survive."

Yvette Thiel’s hair stood on end when she heard this. How could this man be so vicious to a child?

She was lucky because her body was very soft. Her adoptive father had told her he had picked her up in a garbage dump.

When they got home, he found that there were bruises on her body and she was dying.

He just tried. Unexpectedly, in a few days, she became energetic and everything was good when she was taken to the hospital for a checkup.

Yvette Thiel knew that the mud must have taken a lot of pressure, and the child’s body was already very soft.

There had been news before that a child fell from more than 20 floors high but wasn’t hurt.

Although it was very rare, there was indeed such a miracle, and it was also a miracle for Yvette Thiel to survive.

She had escaped from death twice from this man’s hands!

Slowly, she calmed down and began to try to talk to Keith Beckford.

"Is my mother in your control?" she asked.

The man suddenly tore off his elegant mask and rushed over to pinch her chin. His eyes were as sharp as blades. "Don’t call that woman mom. You don’t deserve it, and I won’t let you continue to be alive!"

Yvette Thiel could clearly see the killing intent in the man’s eyes.

She knew clearly that Keith Beckford would not keep her alive.

This crazy man could have killed her twice, naturally he would not miss this time to kill her.

The pain of her chin being broken came. Yvette Thiel was short of breath, but still stubbornly shouted, "Let me see my mother... Then you can do whatever you want..."

"Impossible!"

Keith Beckford suddenly released his hand and threw her to the ground. His eyes were as cold as knives. "A bastard like you shouldn’t exist in this world!"

The woman whom he regarded as a goddess had given birth to another man’s child.

Such a stain must be cleaned!

Yvette Thiel’s chin hurt so much, but she still cried and begged the man, "Just one glance, let me see my mother, please... I want to die in peace..."

Keith Beckford saw that Yvette Thiel was not worried about death, but just wanted to see her mother. He found it interesting.

"You want to see her, but she may not want to see you!"

Yvette Thiel shook her head. "You’re lying. How could Mom not want to see me? She loves me very much. If you hadn’t taken her away and thrown me away, we would have lived happily together!"

"It seems that you won’t believe it until you see the truth."

Keith Beckford’s eyes were sharp. "In that case, I’ll let you die in peace."

He clapped his hands and a door opened.

Under the bright light, Yvette Thiel found that she was locked up in a place similar to a cold warehouse.

As for Keith Beckford, he didn’t feel cold because his underwear inside was specially made to resist the cold even in the cold storage.

A man in black pushed a wheelchair in. Because of the reflection, Yvette Thiel could not see the person in the wheelchair clearly.

Keith Beckford got up and walked over. He took the wheelchair and pushed it closer so that the woman could be seen clearly.

Yvette Thiel was so shocked that she couldn’t speak a word. Memories of her childhood came to her mind one after another. There were scenes of a woman holding her in her arms, coaxing her to sleep and humming, and holding her hand to buy ice cream...

Time flew by, but the woman’s beautiful face didn’t seem to have been eroded by years. It was still as beautiful as before.

Even if they said they were sisters, many people would believe them.

The corners of Yvette Thiel’s mouth twitched a few times before she called, "Mom..."

Her voice was filled with grief, as if they had met again after a century.

The woman had no reaction to her calling.

Yvette Thiel wanted to hug the woman, but her legs were already frozen. She knelt on the ground as soon as she moved.

Yvette Thiel wanted to get close to her mother, so she crawled toward the woman. Her eyes filled with tears as she muttered, "Mom... Mom..."

But the woman was indifferent and seemed she did not know her at all.

Just as she was about to crawl up to the woman, he stepped on her fingers and said with a cold face, "See? Alena doesn’t care about you at all!"

Yvette Thiel also noticed that Alena Thiel did not even bother to roll her eyes.

She looked very strange...

It was as if she had suffered a great shock.

Keith Beckford pushed Alena Thiel to the man in black, not wanting to expose too many flaws.

Ever since Alena had witnessed Samara Platt’s death with her own eyes, she had become like this.

She didn’t talk, didn’t move, and didn’t laugh.

But she could eat like a robot.

Even the doctors could not find the cause, they could only conclude that it was caused by excessive stimulation.

But this time, it was sure that she was not pretending.

Keith Beckford did a lot of tests, but Alena Thiel didn’t respond. Even just now when she was asked to see Yvette Thiel was also a test.

There was a machine wrapped around Alena’s body to test her heartbeat.

It was impossible for anyone who had not seen a child for a long time to remain calm, let alone someone like Alena Thiel, who loved her child very much.

However, as usual, there was no change at all.

Keith Beckford was annoyed. It seemed that it was true this time.

Yvette Thiel’s last bit of value was gone. Keith Beckford lifted his foot and no longer stepped on her.

He pursed his lips, "Turn the temperature down to -80."

"!!!"

Yvette Thiel was shocked!

He was going to freeze her to death to complete what she had failed to do last time.

As the man walked further and further away, she knew that she only had one chance. Once the man stepped out of the door, what awaited her would be death!

"How can I fight for a chance to live..."

She didn’t want to die. She wanted to rescue her mother and wait for her brother.

Thinking of Alena Thiel’s face, she suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice, "Keith Beckford!"

Maria called the man by his full name, which attracted the man’s attention. He stopped and looked back at her.

Yvette Thiel bit the tip of her tongue. The smell of blood spread, making her sober and calm.

Her voice was dry and hoarse. "Have you ever thought whose child I am?"

Keith Beckford looked at her with a rare look of shock on his face.

Although it disappeared in a flash, Yvette Thiel still caught it. She knew that she had a 50% chance of success.

The remaining 50% was the key for her to survive.

Without giving him a chance to think, she said firmly, "Mr. Beckford, you’re so smart. You should have guessed it. You should know that my brother and I are not biological siblings. Have you ever thought about why my father adopted a boy instead of having one himself?"

Keith Beckford looked at her and suddenly smiled. "Do you want to say that you are my child?"

"Very smart. It’s a pity that it’s not so easy for me to be fooled at my age."

After that, he went out without looking back.

He didn’t seem to believe it at all.

Yvette Thiel slowly lay on the ground, motionless. She tried her best to store as much heat as possible to delay death.

In fact, she had only come up with such an absurd thought because she was in a hurry.

Keith Beckford was smart, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have a weakness. His weakness was her mother, Alena Thiel!

He wanted to kill her because he thought her existence was evidence of her mother’s betrayal. But what if she wasn’t?

What if she was his child?

How will he treat her...

Even a tiger would not eat its cubs.

Although Keith Beckford had left, it did not mean that she had failed.

Once the seed of suspicion was planted, it would expand infinitely.

Yvette Thiel was betting that Keith Beckford himself had been devoured by his inner demon and fallen into her trap!

She had to stay alive and wait for the rescue!

She must survive!

...

After walking out of the room, Keith Beckford looked at Alena Thiel, who could not say a word with no expression. His expression was cold and cruel.

In the surveillance camera, Yvette was lying on the ground in the ice storeroom, as if her heart had been broken.

Keith Beckford stood still and stared at the person on the screen for a long time.

For no reason, when he saw her lying on the ground, his heart, which had always only been moved by Alena Thiel, actually felt a strange sourness.

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