Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 885

William sighed and continued, "From what your grandpa told me, that family kneeled down in front of the Bailey Residence but failed to gain the sympathy of Elder Mr. Bailey. He even ordered his butler to chase them out."

There were more anecdotes than this incident. After Elder Mr. Bailey became successful, his ego grew as well, and he was irritated by all his relatives. He was mean in his speech and picked on their sore spots.

It was Elder Mr. Bailey's right not to lend any money to his relatives. However, as a relative, even if he was unwilling to lend the total amount, it would not have hurt him to lend a small sum to reduce the family's burden.

After the lending incident, Elder Mr. Bailey's reputation among his relatives immediately tanked. Even so, he did not care about others' opinions of him. After all, he was revered whenever he went, and he had privileged access to everything he did. Reputation was worth nothing to him, and so he couldn't care less about it.

Hearing that, John chuckled disapprovingly. "Wow, he must have been mentally tough." An average man could never be as merciless as Elder Mr. Bailey.

Feeling a little worn out from a whole day of chaos at the Bailey Residence, William felt as if his head was going to explode at any moment. After a short chat with John, he said that he needed to leave work early today and have a good rest at home. John smiled. "What's up with the Baileys? Why did they keep leaning on you when things went south?"

William smacked his lips in response. Old Mr. Bailey is not a well-connected man; his current connections were mostly thanks to Elder Mr. Bailey. On top of that, he's not adept at socializing. After a tragic incident like this, he needs someone to talk to, but he could not replace anyone around him to rely on. His entire day of rambling only proved that he doesn't have any close friends to confide in.

Seeing that his father did not reply, John urged him, "Alright, get home early to rest. You don't look too good either."

William grunted but paused when he was about to leave. Turning around to look at his son, he appeared to be puzzled. "By the way, when I was leaving the Bailey Residence, Isabelle came out to send me and told me something odd."

After learning about what happened, John was stunned. "What did she tell you?"

William thought about it and confessed, "She wanted me to tell you to bring Sophia on a honeymoon and leave the city for an extended time."

Nodding slowly, John continued to stare at William. "I know what she meant."

However, William did not bother to ask John about the details. At that moment, he did not want to think anymore. Nodding at John, he turned around and left.

The moment the door was shut close, John crossed his arms and placed them on the desk, his gaze darkened at the thought of the dangers lurking around.

On the other hand, Wiliam did not immediately leave for home. He made a call to Matilda, asking where she was. She replied that she was at her own place, and he promptly left for it.

Before this, he had once stayed the night at her place. Therefore, he found his way over easily and knocked on her door. His presence was a surprise to Matilda, but she still made way for him to enter her place.

When he walked in, he re-examined each corner of her place. She was staying at a small apartment, and the entire place was not very spacious. However, she had everything she needed there, and the place appeared very homely.

He took a seat on her sofa and stared into her eyes. As a result, she perched at the door and wondered why she felt uncomfortable in her own place.

At the Bailey Residence, the commotion finally died down in the evening. Isabelle had a raging headache and had no choice but to order the family doctor to send some aspirin to her.