Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 480 There Was No Other Way

"Forgo my responsibilities, you say?" Suddenly, Idris's face darkened, and he looked at Madam Young. "Grandma, so you do know about forgoing responsibilities, huh?" Idris' words left Madam Young at a loss, and she stared at him in confusion for a while, unable to respond.

Idris seemed to be in a bad mood. He stared intently at Madam Young and continued, "Grandma, let me ask you something. Why did my father leave the Youngs all those years ago?" I had a bad feeling about this.

Madam Young also froze, and she did not rush to respond. Instead, she turned her gaze toward me. I knew she suspected that I had told Idris about what happened ten years ago.

I was puzzled because I had not told Idris about anything.

Seeing my confused look, Madam Young furrowed her brows and turned back to him. She began to speak hesitantly, "Iddy, didn't I already tell you before? Your father, he..."

"He wanted to go out on his own and explore the world, so he went on to disappear for many years, right?" Idris interrupted her. He looked at her pained expression and continued, "Grandma, it's been ten years. Are you really not planning to tell us about what happened back then? Are you going to let the Young Corporation, which our ancestors founded honestly, continue to thrive while hiding the truth?" From Idris's reaction, I could almost be certain that he now knew about what happened ten years ago.

Had Lucas approached him?

I could not think of any other explanation.

Madam Young looked at him. Her face was now pale, and her lips were trembling slightly. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "Iddy, you..."

"Over a hundred lives, Grandma. Do you really think that by kneeling in your prayer hall every day, being a vegetarian, and reciting prayers, you can absolve those lost souls?" Idris looked at her, his expression trembling.

I could probably understand his feelings. From a young age, he was taught that the Youngs' business was built on honesty and integrity. He had witnessed his grandfather's rise to success through legitimate means. Although there might have been some questionable practices in the business world, they never involved the loss of human life. The incident from ten years ago took the lives of over a hundred innocent villagers and laborers who had toiled tirelessly in the mountains. They might have believed, even in their dying moments, that their deaths were just unfortunate accidents, simply a twist of fate.

Only the true culprits knew that their greed had caused so many deaths. All of it could have been prevented, but for the sake of wealth, they callously disregarded the lives of hundreds.

When Mr. Zachary told me about it, I could not help but feel horrified. This calamity was buried and concealed for ten years, allowing the Youngs to continue thriving as Lake City's, and even the nation's, top enterprise. The descendants of the Youngs were envied by many. They continued to enjoy the best resources, becoming the most stable and prominent figures at the top of the pyramid.

It was all done stepping on a pile of bones. It was undoubtedly the most ironic and yet the most realistic outcome.

With the conversation having reached this point, it was clear that Idris was now aware of everything.

Seeing this, Madam Young sighed

deeply, tightly gripping the rosary in

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her hand. She looked at him and said, "Iddy, what happened back then was caused by your grandfather alone, and it has to do with you. If there's any atonement to be made, it's the older generation's responsibility. We've committed so many sinspand both your grandfather and I will have to face the consequences in the afterlife. But you don't have to worry about it. You were just children back then and didn't know anything."

Idris slumped onto the sofa and gazed wearily at Madam Young. He said, "Grandma, it's too late for 'out of sight, out of mind.' What happened back then might become common knowledge soon." Madam Young froze, her entire body tensing up. She looked at Idris, and her voice trembled as she asked, "What...do you mean?"

Idris closed his eyes in despair and said, "Someone has all the information about what happened at Snakehead Mountain that year. It's the legacy left behind by Noah Lanier."

"This..." Madam Young panicked, her face filled with anxiety. She stammered, "But your grandfather handled everything back then. How could there still be..."

Hearing this unexpected news, Madam Young became overwhelmed and fainted on the spot.

Immediately, everyone started to panic.

Idris reacted swiftly, carrying Madam Young while rushing outside. He instructed Mr. Zachary to contact a doctor.

The Youngs had their own

designated doctors, and upon arrival at the hospital, Madam Young was hurriedly taken into the emergency room followed along, standing at the entrance of the emergency room. I noticed how Idris' forehead was covered in sweat. Content

I could not help but sigh softly and ask, "Why put yourself through this?"

He looked at me with deep, dark eyes and silently walked over. Then, he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly, looking utterly drained. "I can't think of any other way."