After having dinner with his family in a warm and pleasant atmosphere, Wayne returned to his study.
After a while, Chris came over.
"Damn it! I originally wanted to ask that guy from Song Li about Roy and Vivian, but as soon as the game ended, she didn't even see them." She muttered while closing the door.
...That's probably just because in her opinion, the information has been conveyed.
Wayne said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. I'm going to find an opportunity to visit the O'Neill family."
Although Marseille is over, the subsequent impact will obviously not subside so quickly. Richard took Lawrence with him this time. After the game, he didn't even bother to celebrate, and ran directly to supervise the investigation progress of Bulwer and Chairman Harold.
Wayne, who stayed at that time, only felt that the king was in a very bad mood, and it was difficult to maintain a polite smile.
The King's attitude towards this matter is so ambiguous, which really makes people wonder whether the mastermind behind the poisoning incident is related to His Majesty the King himself.
However, for Wayne, these things have no impact at present. Even if the king is in a bad mood, it is impossible to involve him. Therefore, he just exchanged pleasantries with Marquis O'Neill intentionally or unintentionally, and mentioned by the way that he had met his wife and children.
After being stunned for a moment, Marquis O'Neill responded with a few words of embarrassment.
It can be seen that he rarely talks about his children with others, so that there is no suitable topic about the children from him.
In the end, he just apologized and said that Roy and the others had "caused trouble to President Wayne."
Wayne always felt that although the Marquis O'Neill and his wife kept saying they were sorry for causing trouble to others, in fact they were complaining that their children had caused trouble to themselves.
"Eh?"
Chris was a little surprised by his words, but then she seemed to understand something. "That's right...there's nothing wrong with going and taking a look."
She raised her chin and demanded, "Then I'll go too, don't even think about leaving me to go out and play alone!"
"This is not for fun, it will be boring." Wayne said.
Mainly because he didn't want Chris to notice that he was deliberately inquiring about some information.
If Chris was not present, it would be easier for him to pull Duke Elliot to raise the banner without having to worry about being backstabbed by his allies at any time.
"I will bring you the first-hand news from my side, be good~" Wayne coaxed in a good voice.
Seeing what he said, Chris didn't force it.
"Having said that, we can't help much with the future of those two children. We still have to let them have the most basic living abilities." She sat on the chair next to Wayne and leaned on the desk in distress. superior.
"But I don't know how old their mental state is, and whether they have any chance of recovery in the future."
As she said this, she had an idea. "Otherwise, why don't we go see Tasia next time? What if it happens to be useful?"
Wayne was a little amused, "That's what I planned too. But before that, we need to solve the problem that they may have been abused at home."
Chrissy's face changed when she heard the word "abuse".
She also recalled what Roy had said before that the servants would tie up his sister.
"This kind of thing... it's difficult for us as outsiders to get evidence, right?" She asked with some worry. "Furthermore, when this matter is mentioned by outsiders, given the attitude of the Marquis O'Neill and his wife, it may be more likely to arouse their resistance than caring about their children."
Wayne nodded in agreement.
"You're right, so we have to deal with it in a roundabout way."
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Marquis O'Neill returned home after getting rid of the fatigue of the day.
Before that, he had asked his wife to go home first with their two children.
The longer they stayed outside, the greater the possibility that the two brats would cause trouble, so he was always reluctant to let them stay out for too long.
However, as the children grew older and had to deal with other noble children, and on the other hand, his last hope had been shattered, he had to reluctantly accept that the family would be passed on to these two children in the future. reality.
It is a pity that the O'Neill family, which has been protected by the glory of its ancestors to this day, will finally come to an end in the next generation?
He really didn't have the confidence to let these two children shoulder the responsibility of inheriting the family.
I'm afraid when the time comes, as long as they are intimidated by others, they will panic and give away all their family property and ancestral property...
At this moment, Marquis O'Neill felt that he was a little drunk and had an unbearable headache.
He covered his head and walked into the hall and saw his wife sitting on the sofa.
"Are the children asleep?" he asked casually.
However, the lady had no intention of answering. Instead, she asked aggressively: "Where did you go to fool around again?! Didn't you say you would come back after watching Marseille?"
"I've been waiting for you here all night, look what time it is now?!"
After hearing her series of questions, O'Neill looked extremely bored and closed his eyes for a while.
"I just had two drinks with my friends. I finally had the opportunity to get together with a few of my old friends and consolidate our friendship. It's a good thing for our entire family!"
He staggered to the sofa chair on the other side and sat down, feeling that his back was sticky with sweat.
"Don't you want me to pay more attention to the future of my children? Without friends to help, how can I take care of them?" He said with some anger.
Being pushed back by his well-founded remarks, Mrs. O'Neill was speechless for a moment.
After a moment of silence, she spoke again.
"I've had enough," she said.
"I'm tired of feeling like I'm the only one who gave birth to a child, like I'm the only one who deserves retribution."
She glanced with disgust at the Marquis O'Neill on the sofa.
At this time, he collapsed into a ball like a puddle of mud, completely unable to see the strong and handsome appearance he once had.
She regretted more than once why she had been moved by this man's pursuit in the first place. She persuaded her parents to agree to a marriage without hesitation, but in the end she found herself jumping into a hot bed.
Only God knows how much of a blow it has been to him when his two children were mentally incompetent one after another!
But this culprit kept her in the dark, making her think it was all her fault...
When he heard the word "retribution", the veins on Marquis O'Neill's forehead jumped.
His face turned ferocious, and he shouted angrily: "What did you say?! What retribution!"
"——I am serving the king!"
