Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 917

Chapter 917

Old Master Whitman vigorously ordered Felipe to stop.

He looked at Madeline with relief and pulled her behind him.

“Grandpa, no.”

“Don’t worry.” Old Master Whitman comforted Madeline, but he looked indifferently at the man who had already been blinded by hatred.

“Now that it has all come to this point, it seems that I have to tell you the truth of back then. Otherwise, you’ll only drown deeper and deeper in hatred.”

Hearing his words, Felipe’s finger that was on the trigger loosened slightly.

‘The truth back then?’

Madeline was surprised. ‘Is there really another truth about the car accident back then? Was it not just a simple accident?’

Karen was extremely shocked as well. “The truth? Was it really Old Master Whitman who—”

“Stop speaking nonsense!” Winston interrupted Karen quickly as she was talking and looked at Old Master Whitman curiously as well.

“What truth are you talking about? You’d better not be making an excuse just to lie to me.”

Although Felipe was eager to learn about it, he still had suspicions.

Old Master Whitman met Felipe’s doubtful gaze calmly, then sighed with regret.

“It was indeed not just an accident but a human-caused car accident.”

This answer from Old Master Whitman surprised everyone who was present at the scene.

It turned out it was really a person who caused the accident.

After Madeline was done listening to his words, she felt her heart aching even more.

She felt sorry for the dead, but what was even more painful for her was when she thought of Jeremy who had always been targeted by Felipe.

‘Jeremy.’

Madeline called out his name silently in her heart, gently stroking the wedding ring on her ring finger while her vision became blurry with tears.

“Depression? Huh. Do you think I would believe such a ridiculous lie?” Felipe obviously did not believe it. At this moment, there were only sparks of hatred on his once gentle and elegant face.

“Aaron Whitman, it was definitely you who killed my parents for the inheritance rights! After they died, have you, as an uncle, ever cared about me? You threw me to F Country, ignored me, and tried your best to only raise Jeremy. You wanted to secretly destroy me!”

Old Master Whitman was not surprised to still be faced with Felipe’s doubts. “I know it’s hard for you to believe it. The reason why I didn’t want to tell you the truth for so many years was that I didn’t want you to be in pain from it. But it seems that you have gradually become biased because of the hatred you bear.”

Old Master Whitman sighed and looked at the memorial tablet in front of him. “The truth is placed right behind your father’s tablet. You can see it for yourself.”