Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Irene was dumbfounded.
She had always thought that her parents were getting divorced because of something else. But she didn't know that her father had had an affair with a young girl and even wanted to be with her forever.
Ms. Corrine drank too much today, her cheeks flushed red. She lay on the sofa and said in a vague voice, "I saw the girl once in the garden villa. Your father hadn't returned home for a long time. I sent a private detective to investigate him. It had been more than half a month before the detective got something ... Well, I didn't get in until your father left. I just wanted to see how beautiful she was." She picked up her glass and took a sip of wine before saying, "She wore a student uniform. She's young. When she saw me, she rushed towards me and asked me to save her. Was she showing off to me?"
Irene was shocked, and she froze.
"You said she wanted you to save her? Was she tied up?" Irene asked anxiously.
Ms. Corrine sneered, "I said she was showing off to me. Because she was not tied up, and she stood right in front of me."
"What happened afterward?" Irene's hands were trembling.
"Later, I threw a check on her face and told her to leave. That girl followed me out. Then ... your father came back."
Irene's heart skipped a beat, "Then what?"
"Then, we went home and had a big fight. He wanted to divorce me." Ms. Corrine said exhaustively, and a tear rolled down her eyes. "I said that he could cheat on me, but divorce was impossible. He said that he couldn't stand me anymore and he must get a divorce from me."
Irene's mind was in a mess, and she recalled the scene in the villa from time to time.
What Christy said kept echoing in her mind.
After a few minutes, she calmed down and asked, "Mom, where is the garden villa?"
Ms. Corrine fell asleep and did not respond.
"Mom!" Irene shouted. Ms. Corrine rolled over on the sofa and didn't open her eyes.
At four o'clock in the morning, Irene drove her car rushing out of the Potter's.
At the same time, Ms. Corrine's phone buzzed. However, she had fallen into a deep sleep and did not hear it at all.
Irene went to Branden's three villas. She had been to those villas, and she also knew the password. However, she searched all over the house and found no strange basement or room.
At six o'clock in the morning, she finally found a garden villa. She did not know which was her father's villa, so she could only identify it one by one.
There was a detached villa next to a garden villa every three hundred meters. With so many villas here, Irene had much trouble searching. Fortunately, not long after, a villa security patrol with a flashlight stopped her.
"What are you doing?" A man lit up her license plate with light. Probably because all the villa owners had registered their license plate numbers, so they stopped when they saw the unfamiliar license plate.
"I'm Branden Potter's daughter." Irene looked coldly at the security guards.
They knew Branden, and also knew that Branden had a daughter, but they had never seen Irene before. Seeing Irene coming over, they couldn't help but ask more about her information. Irene took out her ID card and handed it over. "Do you have any other questions?"
When the guards saw the ID card, they no longer had any doubts. Just as they were about to leave, Irene stopped them. "I came to sleep here tonight, but my dad said that the air conditioner didn't work. Can you come with me to take a look?"
"Alright." The patrol led the way on their patrol cars.
One of them rode beside Irene and tried to chat with her through her car window, "Why haven't I seen you before?"
Irene replied perfunctorily and kept silent.
Seeing that Irene wasn't very talkative, he stopped talking.
The car stopped at the entrance of the last garden villa. The villa was 500 meters away from the villa in front of it.
The villa was pitch-black. Irene had typed the wrong password twice. Under the surprised gaze of the patrol, she took a stool from the garden and smashed it through the window. Then, she flipped inside.
"..."
The patrol was dumbfounded.
"Sorry, I forgot the password." She explained indifferently and pointed at the alarm. "Please stop it. It's very noisy."
"..."
This was the first time the patrol had seen such a self-willed Ms. Irene. And they just followed her words.
Irene turned on all the lights in the living room and saw a dark door in the middle of the wine cabinet. It seemed to be a junk room, but Irene was not sure.
"Which air conditioner is broken?" Asked the patrol.
Irene covered her mouth and yawned, "Forget it. I'm going to sleep. Thanks for your time."
The guards exchanged glances. Although they were speechless, they dealt with the alarm and repaired the broken window before walking out of the door.
Irene nodded perfunctorily, "Alright."
As soon as they left, Irene turned on the light with her phone and opened the door in the middle of the wine cabinet.
She, nervous, believed that she would see something when she opened the door. However, she did not see the young girl she imagined.
There was a bed with pure white sheets and blankets, two books on the edge of the bed, a black chair, and a mirror.
If Christy was here, she would recognize that this was exactly the same as the arrangement in Branden's red door.
Irene let out a sigh.
She thought she would see something here, but it was a false alarm.
She relaxed and paced in. She looked around. It was not a book on the edge of the bed, but something like a notebook with a black leather cover.
She checked the room and found nothing strange. Then she picked up the box next to the black leather notebook. When she opened it, she found dozens of photos.
The girls in the photos were all wearing school uniforms. They were in white shirts and short black skirts with long black hair.
Irene flipped through a few photos, and the more she looked at them, the more terrified she was. The girls in these photos all looked very similar, but she was sure that they were different girls.
She hastily flipped through the photos and opened the black leather notebook.
On the first page.
'I won't make you suffer.'
Irene's fingers trembled. This was Branden's handwriting, but it was somewhat different from now. It seemed that he had written it earlier. She raised her head and looked at the time. Sure enough, it was written on March 15, 2000.
This was her father's diary from thirteen years ago!
On the second page.
'You still look very painful. It's my fault. Next time, I will do better.'
The second page was also dated March 15, 2000.
But the date of the third page changed. It was no longer March, but July.
It had been a long time, but the first sentence was still frightening:
'I won't make you suffer.'
Irene flipped through a few pages. Apart from repeating the phrase "I won't make you suffer," the contents were all different. In addition, the time span was several months, the longest half year, and the shortest three months.
She flipped through it for a long time and finally found something different.
'I'm glad you're satisfied with today.'
A few pages later, the content changed again.
'I said I wouldn't leave you. Are you still mad at me?'
Then, the content changed again, 'You look miserable today.'
Irene trembled. She could be sure that the 'you' here referred to the young girls in the photos she had just seen.
But she couldn't imagine how her father could...
She couldn't believe it, so she kept flipping through it until her phone suddenly rang, which scared her. Her scalp went cold, and she froze for a few seconds before she reacted and picked up the phone.
"Hello..."
Ms. Corrine said anxiously on the phone, "Your father was arrested. Come back now..."
The notebook in Irene's hand fell to the ground. She hurriedly picked it up. In that instant, a photo fell from the middle of the notebook. This photo looked different from the other photos.
This picture looked old, and the page became yellow. The girl on it was very beautiful. She was just like the girl in other photos, having black long straight hair and wearing a student dress. She had big eyes, and she was smiling with a dimple on her cheek.
However, Irene had an instinct. She felt that all the girls in those photos were substitutes for this girl.
She picked up her phone and took a picture of the photo. Just as she was about to put the photo back, she suddenly saw a word written on its back. She paused and took another picture of the word.
Winnie.
Chapter 429: Photos
She had always thought that her parents were getting divorced because of something else. But she didn't know that her father had had an affair with a young girl and even wanted to be with her forever.
Ms. Corrine drank too much today, her cheeks flushed red. She lay on the sofa and said in a vague voice, "I saw the girl once in the garden villa. Your father hadn't returned home for a long time. I sent a private detective to investigate him. It had been more than half a month before the detective got something ... Well, I didn't get in until your father left. I just wanted to see how beautiful she was." She picked up her glass and took a sip of wine before saying, "She wore a student uniform. She's young. When she saw me, she rushed towards me and asked me to save her. Was she showing off to me?"
Irene was shocked, and she froze.
"You said she wanted you to save her? Was she tied up?" Irene asked anxiously.
Ms. Corrine sneered, "I said she was showing off to me. Because she was not tied up, and she stood right in front of me."
"What happened afterward?" Irene's hands were trembling.
"Later, I threw a check on her face and told her to leave. That girl followed me out. Then ... your father came back."
Irene's heart skipped a beat, "Then what?"
"Then, we went home and had a big fight. He wanted to divorce me." Ms. Corrine said exhaustively, and a tear rolled down her eyes. "I said that he could cheat on me, but divorce was impossible. He said that he couldn't stand me anymore and he must get a divorce from me."
Irene's mind was in a mess, and she recalled the scene in the villa from time to time.
What Christy said kept echoing in her mind.
After a few minutes, she calmed down and asked, "Mom, where is the garden villa?"
Ms. Corrine fell asleep and did not respond.
"Mom!" Irene shouted. Ms. Corrine rolled over on the sofa and didn't open her eyes.
At four o'clock in the morning, Irene drove her car rushing out of the Potter's.
At the same time, Ms. Corrine's phone buzzed. However, she had fallen into a deep sleep and did not hear it at all.
Irene went to Branden's three villas. She had been to those villas, and she also knew the password. However, she searched all over the house and found no strange basement or room.
At six o'clock in the morning, she finally found a garden villa. She did not know which was her father's villa, so she could only identify it one by one.
There was a detached villa next to a garden villa every three hundred meters. With so many villas here, Irene had much trouble searching. Fortunately, not long after, a villa security patrol with a flashlight stopped her.
"I'm Branden Potter's daughter." Irene looked coldly at the security guards.
They knew Branden, and also knew that Branden had a daughter, but they had never seen Irene before. Seeing Irene coming over, they couldn't help but ask more about her information. Irene took out her ID card and handed it over. "Do you have any other questions?"
When the guards saw the ID card, they no longer had any doubts. Just as they were about to leave, Irene stopped them. "I came to sleep here tonight, but my dad said that the air conditioner didn't work. Can you come with me to take a look?"
"Alright." The patrol led the way on their patrol cars.
One of them rode beside Irene and tried to chat with her through her car window, "Why haven't I seen you before?"
Irene replied perfunctorily and kept silent.
Seeing that Irene wasn't very talkative, he stopped talking.
The car stopped at the entrance of the last garden villa. The villa was 500 meters away from the villa in front of it.
The villa was pitch-black. Irene had typed the wrong password twice. Under the surprised gaze of the patrol, she took a stool from the garden and smashed it through the window. Then, she flipped inside.
"..."
The patrol was dumbfounded.
"Sorry, I forgot the password." She explained indifferently and pointed at the alarm. "Please stop it. It's very noisy."
"..."
This was the first time the patrol had seen such a self-willed Ms. Irene. And they just followed her words.
Irene turned on all the lights in the living room and saw a dark door in the middle of the wine cabinet. It seemed to be a junk room, but Irene was not sure.
"Which air conditioner is broken?" Asked the patrol.
Irene covered her mouth and yawned, "Forget it. I'm going to sleep. Thanks for your time."
The guards exchanged glances. Although they were speechless, they dealt with the alarm and repaired the broken window before walking out of the door.
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One of them gave his business card to Irene and said, "If you have any problems, you can call this number."As soon as they left, Irene turned on the light with her phone and opened the door in the middle of the wine cabinet.
She, nervous, believed that she would see something when she opened the door. However, she did not see the young girl she imagined.
There was a bed with pure white sheets and blankets, two books on the edge of the bed, a black chair, and a mirror.
If Christy was here, she would recognize that this was exactly the same as the arrangement in Branden's red door.
Irene let out a sigh.
She thought she would see something here, but it was a false alarm.
She relaxed and paced in. She looked around. It was not a book on the edge of the bed, but something like a notebook with a black leather cover.
She checked the room and found nothing strange. Then she picked up the box next to the black leather notebook. When she opened it, she found dozens of photos.
The girls in the photos were all wearing school uniforms. They were in white shirts and short black skirts with long black hair.
Irene flipped through a few photos, and the more she looked at them, the more terrified she was. The girls in these photos all looked very similar, but she was sure that they were different girls.
She hastily flipped through the photos and opened the black leather notebook.
On the first page.
'I won't make you suffer.'
Irene's fingers trembled. This was Branden's handwriting, but it was somewhat different from now. It seemed that he had written it earlier. She raised her head and looked at the time. Sure enough, it was written on March 15, 2000.
This was her father's diary from thirteen years ago!
On the second page.
'You still look very painful. It's my fault. Next time, I will do better.'
The second page was also dated March 15, 2000.
But the date of the third page changed. It was no longer March, but July.
'I won't make you suffer.'
Irene flipped through a few pages. Apart from repeating the phrase "I won't make you suffer," the contents were all different. In addition, the time span was several months, the longest half year, and the shortest three months.
She flipped through it for a long time and finally found something different.
'I'm glad you're satisfied with today.'
A few pages later, the content changed again.
'I said I wouldn't leave you. Are you still mad at me?'
Then, the content changed again, 'You look miserable today.'
Irene trembled. She could be sure that the 'you' here referred to the young girls in the photos she had just seen.
But she couldn't imagine how her father could...
She couldn't believe it, so she kept flipping through it until her phone suddenly rang, which scared her. Her scalp went cold, and she froze for a few seconds before she reacted and picked up the phone.
"Hello..."
Ms. Corrine said anxiously on the phone, "Your father was arrested. Come back now..."
The notebook in Irene's hand fell to the ground. She hurriedly picked it up. In that instant, a photo fell from the middle of the notebook. This photo looked different from the other photos.
This picture looked old, and the page became yellow. The girl on it was very beautiful. She was just like the girl in other photos, having black long straight hair and wearing a student dress. She had big eyes, and she was smiling with a dimple on her cheek.
However, Irene had an instinct. She felt that all the girls in those photos were substitutes for this girl.
She picked up her phone and took a picture of the photo. Just as she was about to put the photo back, she suddenly saw a word written on its back. She paused and took another picture of the word.
Winnie.
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