Billionaire's Regret: Losing Me And Our Son - Chapter 167: Chapter 167

"Shut up if you can't speak properly. I can't afford to be embarrassed by you!" Annie's husband said fiercely.
This incident did not cause much of a stir. The relatives of the Smith family were all smart. Even if they could tell that the relationship between Ben and Shirley was a little abnormal, they avoided more contact.
After Mary's ashes were buried, they exchanged a few pleasantries and left.
Everyone knew that Shirley was worn out from dealing with Mary's funeral, so they suggested she rest well and didn't need to go out of her way to see them off.
York and I sent the guests off on behalf of Shirley.
As for Ben, he behaved like a model husband, not disturbing Shirley while she read the Bible but silently staying by her side. During this time, he would bring her coffee and water, and actively served food during meals.
However, Shirley did not respond to Ben at all.
I thought that Ben would be a little frustrated. I didn't expect him to eat and drink like usual, and he returned to the guest room early in the night to rest.
As for Shirley, she had fallen asleep early after a tiring day.
But I was thinking about Benedict at home, and Quinn, who hadn't contacted me after a night.
He had clearly taken the initiative to tell me that he wanted to accompany me to Sea City last night, but Quinn, who had disappeared for the entire night, had still turned off his phone.
The more I thought about it, the more upset I felt. I couldn't sleep in peace, so I got up and went to the garden to call Quinn again.
As soon as I walked into the garden, I bumped into York.
"Look at how distracted you are with your phone. Are you unable to contact Quinn or can't you find any information about Clarissa?" York asked directly.
"I'm not as bored as you think. I wouldn't investigate someone just for a joke from you," I replied with a seemingly calm expression.
York couldn't be bothered to expose my excuse.
He asked, "Then why didn't Quinn appear with you on such an important occasion today? This doesn't match the good husband persona you gave him."
"Do you really want him to come?" I was speechless.
York smiled, his deep eyes filled with mockery. He continued, "Clarissa is well protected by Quinn. Even if you send a professional detective to investigate, you won't be able to find any useful information."
My heart trembled when I heard that. I looked up at York. He seemed to know everything about my investigation of Clarissa. Was he spying on me?
York saw my reaction and continued, "But I heard that Clarissa has recently returned to the country. Perhaps you will have a chance to see her. As for whether Quinn is afraid of conflict with me and didn't accompany you to Sea City, or if there's another reason, I'm not sure."
"What do you mean?" I instantly frowned, feeling very upset.
In York's eyes, my reaction was equivalent to agreeing to his guess. "Natalia, why are you lying to yourself? You know very well what I mean." York took a step closer and raised his eyebrows at me.
I asked him in a low voice, "York, what exactly do you want to do? Why do you always want to sow discord between me and Quinn?"
After all, we were siblings. Even if he couldn't stand Quinn and our relationship wasn't too good, since I had returned to the Smith family, I had promised him that I wouldn't fight with him for anything. But why wouldn't he make it easy for me?
York narrowed his eyes and smiled at me.
"Natalia, it's precisely because we're siblings that I want you to see Quinn's true colors." He looked at me and said slowly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask a traditional doctor named George."