Chapter 204 He Is Eager to Possess Her

Bianca and Wanda went upstairs to talk privately.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Luke was on an international business call.

As he talked on the phone, he could see from their gestures that the conversation between Bianca and Wanda was unnatural. However, he could not clearly hear what they were speaking about. When he ended the call, Luke saw from the corner of his eye that Bianca and Wanda disappeared around the corner.

"She says that she is Bianca's aunt.”

Jason came over and reported the situation truthfully.

Luke turned away and instructed Jason, "Run an investigation on that aunt's background.”

Jason bowed.

Luke cast his penetrating gaze upon the second-floor window that was pushed open. His expression remained impassive, though his urges were rising again.

In the second-floor room.

Bianca was feeling embarrassed, not only because it was her first time meeting the aunt she had heard in rumors, but also because she was afraid that her aunt might catch a whiff of the masculine hormones that permeated the room.

She felt as though she had done something wrong.

Wanda glanced around the room and asked curiously, “The man that came downstairs with you..." "He's my boss," Bianca answered before her aunt could finish asking the question.

Bianca was still young and not very well-versed in social interaction. She could not completely mask her emotions when it came to discussing certain matters

Wanda noticed the subtleties in her niece's expression. To her, Bianca was still naive; at least her niece did not have the skills to remain emotionless.

She also thought of the situation from another angle. Perhaps her niece was not very close to her yet, and that was why Bianca had deliberately chosen that expression when telling a lie.

Wanda realized that she was quite fond of her niece.

Wanda sat down and invited Bianca to sit down next to her.

As Bianca sat down conservatively, she subconsciously ran her fingers over the bedsheets, afraid that her aunt might notice the wrinkles and stains...

She was feeling guilty until she remembered that the bedsheets had been changed earlier.

The bedsheets they were sitting on were fresh.

The cool fall breeze blew through the open window, refreshing the stale air inside the cramped room.

"Are your grandfather and father living with you now?" Wanda asked a question that she was concerned about.

Bianca nodded.

She was somewhat resentful toward her aunt.

"My father has been living in A City, but I only brought my grandfather there later. I couldn't bear to watch my grandfather living all alone in the old house, and I don't think any granddaughter in this world would bear to see their grandfather having to eat, sleep and perform chores without anyone to support them.”

"I'm sorry, this is all my fault,” Wanda admitted to her shortcomings. She looked into Bianca's eyes and continued, "I was newly divorced from my husband back then. I was suffering from depression and had several failed suicide attempts. In a fit of rage, I sent your grandfather back here without any consideration for him. I'm sorry."

Bianca had many grievances to tell her aunt, but when she heard that Wanda sank into depression after the divorce...

From news reports, she knew the amount of suffering that depression could bring.

All the grievances that she held against her aunt were magically gone.

"My intention in looking for you is sincere.” As Wanda spoke slowly, she took off her wristwatch. Bianca did not know what her aunt wanted to do, but she was shocked when she saw the scars on her wrist.

The crisscrossed scars looked ghastly.

"I've slit my wrist more than once. Your grandfather saw me bleed and sent me to the hospital.” Wanda smiled self-deprecatingly. "When I've finally walked out of my depression, I wondered why I only liked to slit my wrist... it's ugly, and it's a slow and painful way to die."

Bianca looked at her aunt's face. Wanda had described her painful past so casually, she was even smiling...

Bianca could feel a chill course down her spine.

How painful and agonizing was depression?

She only knew that her father did not have depression, even though he had suffered from cancer for many years. What ordeals did her aunt go through?

Wanda wore her watch again and rubbed against the chain. "The reason I'm looking for you this time is that I have a request. Other than you, I don't have any younger relatives in the family.” "What is it?" Bianca asked.

As long as it was not something illegal or immoral, Bianca thought that she would do her best to help her aunt.

"I have a sum of money for your grandfather. I mean, your grandfather is already old, and he might be stricken with illness at any time. Your financial resources might be limited, but of course, I'm not looking down upon you." Wanda was worried that her niece whom she had met for the first time might misinterpret her intentions

Bianca nodded. She understood that her aunt bore no malice.

Wanda continued, "This is quite a huge sum, and I'll be transferring it to your bank account. That'll make it easier for you to take care of your grandfather in A City."

"Aren’t you living in A City?" Bianca asked.

Wanda hesitated for a while but eventually told her niece the obstacles that she was facing. Otherwise, she feared that she might not be able to convince her niece.

When Bianca saw Wanda off, she stood in a daze at the entrance to the courtyard, watching the white sports car leave...

Aunt Wanda said that she was not going anywhere. She would be living in A City, but there were factors beyond her control that stopped her from visiting Bianca's grandfather.

Bianca did not know how to comfort her aunt. She could only try to empathize and sympathize with her.

When she came to her senses, Bianca noticed that she was left alone in the courtyard.

Her colleagues were on a surveying trip to a river that flowed through the town.

She retrieved her laptop and planned to hail a taxi bike. When she stepped out of the courtyard and turned a corner, she noticed a car parked on the roadside.

The car window rolled down. Jason was sitting inside.

Bianca quickly rushed over and apologized to him. Jason must have been waiting for her, and she felt as though she was a burden to her team.

Once she sat in the car, Rainie clung to her like a piece of gum and started humming a tuneless song.

"You're always clinging onto Miss Bea. She might find that you're a nuisance.” Lanie lifted his head from his book and reprimanded his sister.