True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 885

"What's going on? What do you mean?"

Lawrence looked at him with knitted brows and said unhappily.

"You should know what I mean," Heinz said indifferently in an arrogant manner.

At this time, Jensen also arrived. He came in from outside the encirclement and shouted from a distance, "Uncle Jones, it's been a while!"

Lawrence's body stiffened. He looked at Jensen and snorted lightly, "It's you, Jensen. Long time no see."

"Uncle Lawrence, you're too polite. You just led me in a circle, from Northern City to Ladeford City. You took to the road and wandered around hitting the gas, how exciting." Jensen walked over with a smile. He looked at Lawrence and spoke solemnly. Soon, he was in front of him.

Lawrence was exposed. He snorted and retorted, "You followed me from the Sakura Hotel and kept an eye on me. If you can do this to me, am I not allowed to do this to you?"

"It seems that you knew from early on, Uncle Lawrence." Jensen was not embarrassed after being exposed. Instead, he was very calm and generous. "Uncle Lawrence, you're so cunning. Even if I followed you, I couldn't replace out all of your motives. If I hadn't followed you, could I just let you raise Lowell, and be kept in the dark?"

"Humph, you and Heinz are indeed good friends. Now, you're even brothers-in-law. It's really amazing that you are so close to each other," Lawrence said sarcastically. "The word friendship has been very well interpreted by the two of you."

"Thanks for the compliment, Uncle Lawrence." Jensen still smiled slightly, but his smile did not reach his eyes. "Friendship is not something that everyone can have. Some people can't make a good friend throughout their whole life. Even if they make a few friends, they are bad ones. They either go to prison or detention centers, or they go unpunished. It's okay not to want such friends."

"Why do you sound like you're mocking me?" Lawrence heard a different meaning in his words.

"Does that even need to be said?" Heinz immediately chimed in. "He's clearly mocking you, if not, who else could it be? Are there any elders in this world who are as shameless as you are?" "Uncle Lawrence, everyone is here. Why don't we talk about Aaron, Jodie, and what happened to the freed Henry?" Jensen asked in a deep voice.

Lawrence narrowed his eyes, stood there, and looked at the group of people in the night. They formed a large circle, surrounding him and his people in the middle, controlling the situation. Lawrence understood he was at a disadvantage.

However, he was fearless.

He was Heinz's father.

The tall man in the center of the field was his son. He had absolute control. Jensen, who was in front of him, was in his control as well.

He looked at Heinz with a sparkle in his eyes.

"Go ahead." Heinz also lost his patience. "Tell us the relationship between you, Aaron, Jodie and Henry."

"What do I have to do with them? How mysterious; isn't one of them your ex-wife? If anything, it is related to you. What does it have to do with me?" Lawrence said in a loud voice. "It's really weird for you to say this."

"You are the strange one," Heinz said coldly. "What do you mean by colluding with these people? Do you want to break up Grace and I?"

Lawrence frowned and said, "Aren't you already with Grace? You're married and have a marriage certificate, and you have children. Can you be separated? Don't keep holding onto these things. With these things in mind, who has the time to separate you?"

"So, based on what you said, you're an innocent person?" Heinz asked.

"I've always been an innocent person," Lawrence said in a low voice. "What kind of son are you? Why do you have to push your father into such a situation? Is this who I am in your heart?"

"Then tell me what kind of person you think you are, pushing your youngest son to me without admitting he's yours? What kind of person would do such a dirty thing?" Heinz coldly said, "If you want to be respected, do something to deserve it."

"I admit that this is indeed very awkward. I really shouldn't have pushed Lowell to you, but there is nothing I can do. I really can't raise him," Lawrence said. "Lowell's mother is not in good health. I'm an old mar and really can't raise a child."

"If you can't raise one, then don't have one. Why did you have a child?" Heinz retorted unceremoniously. "They're worse off than animals if you don't raise them after having them."

"This is the product of love. I can't help it, get it?" Lawrence said again.

"What product of love? In my opinion, Lowell is just the product of your shamelessness. You two are so old, and are so shameless together. And on top of that, you're irresponsible. Do you have the right to talk about love?"

"This has always been love." Lawrence had long determined that his love was for Candace.

Heinz clenched his fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hand highlighted his restraint. Those words were a curse against his mother. Heinz said coldly, "You finally admitted that there was no love between you and my mother. You were just using my mother, that poor woman."

Lawrence opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

He was indeed sorry for Heinz's mother. Now that he had been asked a question in return, he was speechless.

"I'm afraid that what you think is love is just your wishful thinking," Grace then said. "You don't know what kind of person my mother is. Tonight, she took the initiative to ask my biological father out, and went to the Smith Villa. I don't know who she was missing while lying in the bed that she shared with Anderson, but obviously, she didn't look for you. It's obvious that in her heart, you are just a passer-by in her life." Lawrence's whole body trembled. He looked at Grace and asked, "Is what you said true?"

"It's true," Heinz said coldly. "She was lying on the bed in the master bedroom. When we found her, she would not leave."

Lawrence's chest shook again, and his whole body was instantly enveloped in a kind of rage.

Heinz was also silent, looking at him with cold eyes.

"That's impossible!" He muttered. "That's impossible. Candace wouldn't lie to me. She wouldn't lie to me."

No one reacted to him, and everyone looked at him coldly.

Lawrence stood there with a spiritless look, seemingly struggling.

Suddenly, he looked up at Heinz and shouted, "I want to see her! Where is she?"

"Candace doesn't want to see you anymore!" Suddenly, a man's voice came from outside.

They were all stunned. Looking through their peripheral, they saw Timothy enter from outside, carrying an oppressive aura with his tall body. He was so firm and confident.