True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 899

Candace was questioned, but she did not look at Heinz.

She just said coldly, "As his son, since you know he's facing financial trouble, and is suffering through a crisis, shouldn't you help him?"

"Other than the fact that I'm his son, you can't replace another reason for me to help him, can you?" Heinz's tone was even colder.

"It's your duty," she said.

"Hmph, he didn't fulfill his duty as a father, and he didn't fulfill his duty as a husband to my mother. Isn't it ridiculous for you to talk to me about duty?" "Then you can turn a blind eye," she said.

"That's what I intend to do," he said coldly. "I won't help with his debt. I don't mind paying for a meal, but I'm not obligated by law to pay off his debt. It's best that the both of you suffer the consequences of your actions."

"Shut up!" Candace was unbelievably agitated. She had already gotten furious when she heard Timothy's words earlier. Now, she was being criticized by Heinz, and it was uncomfortable for her to stretch her legs as well, so she became even more irritable in an instant.

Seeing her attitude, Heinz smiled coldly and said, "It's you who should shut up. Shame on you."

She was stunned. Facing this criticism, she frowned and turned to look at Timothy.

Seeing her gaze, Heinz could guess that she wanted Timothy to defend her against him.

This woman really wouldn't accept her faults.

Heinz gave a cold smile and didn't say anything. The mockery on his lips was very obvious.

Timothy was not an insensitive person. Although they used to have a close relationship, but now, in the face of his daughter's interests, as a father, he owed his daughter, not Candace. Naturally, he would not help her. He ignored her gaze.

Heinz gave her another cold look.

As their eyes met, she frowned fiercely. Her expression immediately grew more ferocious, and her eyes were filled with rage. She directly scolded Heinz, saying, "If you're willing to help your father, you can. If not, you can drag him down. None of it has to do with me anyway. I want to leave now, and you need to let me go."

"There's no need to!" Heinz said coldly. "You can only stay here and wait for the Grim Reaper to come."

His words were very ruthless.

As soon as he said this, Candace was stunned. She seemed to have forgotten that she did not have much time left.

Timothy was also stunned. He looked at her and sighed. "I told you to stay here to receive treatment. Don't betray the children's kindness."

"Timothy, if you ever truly loved me and connected with me, you should help me out, instead of being a spokesperson here," she said. "Who do they think they are? They imprisoned me in this place. I don't want to die here."

She looked at him angrily. Her unwillingness and anger had completely driven her reason away. She didn't want to stay here, waiting for the Grim Reaper to come.

She wanted to leave this place. There were many things that she had not done yet. She could not die here.

However, the person who could help her leave was definitely not Heinz, but Timothy.

She looked at him for help, but he didn't have the intention to help her at all.

"I should go," Timothy said.

He had asked all the questions that he wanted to. It seemed that Candace was serious in defending Lawrence. He couldn't convince her to talk, so he planned to leave as soon as possible. "I'll walk you out," Heinz said.

No one paid any attention to Candace. Heinz saw Timothy out. In the scenic courtyard, Timothy stood there and looked at Heinz as he spoke.

"She didn't tell us everything. Based on my understanding of her, she isn't the mastermind. The reason why she repeatedly defended Lawrence was because she felt guilty. Not loving Lawrence is her greatest regret."

Heinz nodded. "I heard your conversation."

Timothy was not surprised. He nodded and said, "Okay. There's something else I need to remind you about."

"Alright, say it."

"Lawrence will definitely come and replace you. He's now gone to look for my wife so that he can put pressure on me and see Candace. You should make your own plans."

"Alright." Heinz nodded. "But for you, if your wife replaces out, is it really okay?"

After all, he was still worried about what Candace said. What if Timothy's wife really was two-faced?

"My wife is a very good person. Don't worry about this," Timothy said. "If we get the chance in the future, let's meet up to have a meal."

Heinz nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell Grace."

Soon, Timothy left.

Heinz also gave his subordinates assignments, then returned to the company.

Meanwhile, at a middle school in Northern City.

When Lawrence arrived at the school gate, a lackey ran over and said, "Mr. Jones, this is Timothy's wife's phone number. She has just finished class and returned to her office."

"I'll call right away." Lawrence picked up his phone and dialed the number the lackey had given him. Soon, the call was connected.

"Hello!" A woman's gentle voice came from the phone. "Who's this?"

"Hello, Mrs. Yarbrough. I know some secrets about Timothy and his ex-lover Candace. I hope to tell you about it," Lawrence said cautiously.

Quinn was startled, and she lowered her tone slightly. "Who on earth are you?"

"I'm at the school gate. Come out for a while; let's meet." Lawrence had to meet her. Since Timothy insisted on provoking him, there was no need to be polite.

"Okay." Her answer was very straightforward. "I'll be right there."

"I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Lawrence waited at

the door.

After a while, a woman came out. She was wearing a beige suit and three-inch high heels. She was slender and tall. She was very beautiful, seemingly in her forties, with a sense of intellectual beauty exuding from her.

Lawrence narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. She had the same vibe that Candace had ten years ago, and they looked quite similar.

He smiled and said, "Mrs. Yarbrough, I'm Lawrence Jones."

Quinn frowned, looked at him carefully, and nodded. "Mr. Jones, you specially came to see me. I think you must know something. Let's go to the dessert shop over there and have a chat." "Alright."

Soon, they went to the dessert shop.

After sitting down, he said solemnly, "Mrs. Yarbrough, I'm very sorry to have come here without warning."

"Since you've come to look for me, you must have come with some purpose, Mr. Jones. Since that's the case, just be direct. Don't waste time."

"How straightforward!" Lawrence said with praise. "Mrs. Yarbrough, you're a straightforward person, so I won't bother with pleasantries. Your husband Timothy is meeting with Candace now. Did you know abou this?"