The Vengeful Son-in-law

Chapter 212

It suddenly became awkward.

It was the first time they had been together alone since their divorce.

After Tom took a shower, his mind was much clearer now, and he was not as lost as before.

He was a person with a strong mind. If it weren't for the news, which was too much for him to bear, he

wouldn't have lost his composure.

Phoebe, on the other hand, was much weaker than Tom. Although she had taken a hot bath, she still

caught a cold. She sneezed several times, and her nose was all red. She seemed very uncomfortable.

"Kerchoo!"

Phoebe suddenly sneezed. Tom was standing opposite her, and the droplets sprayed directly on his

face.

Phoebe was embarrassed and apologized immediately, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay." Tom shook his head, then went to the bathroom and washed his face. He came back and

said, "You have a cold. You have to take medicine."

Phoebe rubbed her nose and shook her head, "I'm fine. I just need some rest tonight."

"It's no use resting. You're invaded by cold. If you don't take medicine in time, you will have a high

fever..."

Before Tom could finish his sentence, Phoebe shivered, and her face turned red. Tom saw her like this

and knew that Phoebe had a fever.

He reached out and touched Phoebe's forehead. It turned out that he was right.

"What are you doing?!" Phoebe was startled by his action. She reflexively covered her chest and took

two steps back, looking at Tom in panic.

Tom's eyebrows twitched, and he was inexplicably disappointed. It seemed that Phoebe still had a

grudge against him.

"Sorry, I just wanted to see if you had a fever." Tom said bitterly.

Seeing Tom's expression, Phoebe's lips moved. For some reason, she regretted that she had

overreacted. "I didn't mean that. I just..."

Tom interrupted her, squeezed out a smile, and said, "No need to explain. I understand. We are not

even friends now. I am too rash."

After that, he laughed at himself and took two steps back to keep his distance from Phoebe.

It seemed that Phoebe wanted to say something, but finally, she didn't. Yes, they were divorced. They

were not even friends, but they knew each other. Coupled with their unhappy marriage, they were even

more estranged and unfamiliar with each other...

But for some reason, she didn't want to see them be like this.

A long silence followed their distance. This time, Tom talked first. He said, "It's getting late. I have to

go."

Walking to the door, Tom thought of something and turned around, "By the way, you have a cold and

fever now. It's better to buy some medicine. There's a pharmacy nearby downstairs. You can ask your

secretary to get some medicine for you. You are not strong enough. It's not good for your health if you

don't bring down the fever in time."

"I see." Phoebe nodded and added, "Thank you."

Tom smiled and left without saying anything.

After he left, Phoebe was alone in the room. She stood still for a long time, then sighed, feeling

disappointed. She didn't know why, or rather, she did not want to think about it.

Two minutes later, she suddenly realized that she had a lot of questions to ask Tom. For example, who

Tom really was, and why he was so lost that his face was filled with despair tonight. However, she was

at a loss at the critical moment and did not ask anything.

It was still raining heavily outside, so Tom didn't leave. He just got a room in this hotel and stayed for

the night.

He had a hard time sleeping that night. He didn't fall asleep until midnight. He kept thinking about what

happened tonight, from the shock at the beginning to the gradual acceptance of the fact.

In fact, he was sure that Owen and Samuel did not lie. His mother was not dead, and she had

something to do with his grandfather becoming a vegetable. But he couldn't figure out why his mother

did this. It made no sense at all! Could it be that her mother had some secret to hide, or was her

identity too special?

No matter what, he had to find out his mother and ask her about it.

The next morning, he got up early. He went to his grandfather's tomb to pay his respects and said a lot

of things. He didn't go back to ZQ until he felt better. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Although he had been away from ZQ for a few days, ZQ had begun to work smoothly in every step. It

was becoming a huge machine, and every part was cooperating closely. It could still run normally and

make a lot of money without his participation.

ZQ still had a lot of famous stars other than Forrest. It even had several A-listers, let alone the B-listers

and C-listers.

Even so, he still held a meeting after returning to ZQ, asking the managers to report to him about the

company matters separately.

After the meeting, he was more relieved. Since ZQ had nothing to worry about, he could just leave it to

Elliot. As long as Elliot didn't make big mistakes, the company would keep making money.

In this way, he had nearly 60 billion in his account, and it would be a loss to keep the money in the

bank. He had to make some investments to earn more money.

So for the rest of the time, he would focus on the newly established advertising company. He had

investigated with hundreds of millions in it and bought a professional team to run it.

It was a business worth multi-billions, and Malcolm was the first to enter the game, but he didn't pay

much money, which was only two hundred million to spare a part of the shares. Then Elliot also

invested three hundred million to take up another part of the shares. The rest of the shares were all

controlled by Tom.

Because he had a professional team, he had no work to do even if he was the chairman. He felt a little

bored.

Of course, he was not a lazy person. During this time, he kept reading and enriching himself.

And, most importantly, he began to investigate his mother, Luna's true identity!

This was not a simple project. Luna was able to hurt his grandfather unscathed, and she disappeared

without leaving any trace. Even the Howards could not retaliate against her. All of the facts were telling

him that his mother must be special.

A week passed, and there was still no information. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. There

was even no information about Chou. He was quite disappointed.

On this day, he went shopping and met an acquaintance he had not seen for a long time.