The More the Merrier novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471 Explaining To Mary

“Tim, my boy, could you go buy some apples? I’m suddenly in the mood for some.”

Mary caressed the boy’s head. She wanted to find out the truth, but not with him around.

Tim glanced at the two adults before nodding.

“Okay, Grandma. I’ll go buy some now. Wait for me.”

Then, the child ran outside, only to return a while later to eavesdrop on the conversation.

But after remembering that it was wrong to eavesdrop, he eventually left once again.

“Tell me, young man, is that man from before Tim’s biological father?” Mary asked after a moment of hesitation.

Ethen nodded and poured her a glass of water. “Here. Have some water.”

He then continued, “My boss is Benjamin Graham. And yes, he’s Tim’s biological father.”

“Then… why was Tim inside a garbage bin five years ago?” Mary asked indignantly, her voice beginning to shake. “The poor boy was all alone and on the verge of death! If my husband and I hadn’t walked past, the child would’ve… On top of that, no one came even after we filed a police report.”

“You made a police report?” Ethen was taken aback.

Mary nodded. “We did. We went to the station in town.”

Ethen remained bewildered. But we never came across such a file.

Then again, the systems in rural areas were a little behind five years ago. Did the police not use a computer for this?

Maybe it was a case of negligence.

Or maybe, Danna was behind this.

Mary couldn’t believe her ears.

Never did I think anyone would take someone else’s child! Isn’t that illegal?

Then, a question came to mind.

“Why wasn’t Mrs. Graham aware of how many children she’d given birth to?”

Afraid that Mary wouldn’t believe him, Ethen could only recap what Arissa had gone through.

“Thanks to that wicked woman, Mrs. Graham was locked away. She was also nearly killed after giving birth. There were likely some complications during the delivery process, and she was also injured in the head, so she couldn’t remember how many children there were. You’ve had children too, so I believe you know what it must have been like for her. In fact, one of the babies was stillborn.”

“I get it now. That explains why no one ever came to take the poor boy home.”

Mary sighed in frustration.