Chapter 1095 - 435: Peter, Deceased
Jimmy’s words caused White, the noblewoman, the steward, and even White’s two children to change their expressions slightly.
Indeed, Jimmy’s description...
Limping.
And had brown hair.
Such distinct features made it almost impossible not to immediately associate them with Peter.
Brown hair is originally a symbol of the authentic Alba bloodline, not to mention that throughout the estate, only Peter walks with a limp.
At this moment, the noblewoman’s indifferent expression, as if everything were irrelevant to her, suddenly turned somewhat suspicious.
The look she gave Jimmy also revealed a hint of disgust.
This country bumpkin, who didn’t know where he came from, was speaking recklessly.
Isn’t he just looking for trouble for my unfortunate eldest son?
Although the noblewoman thought this way, it was not difficult to see the guilty conscience from her suspicious expression.
After all, although she couldn’t say she fully understood what her son did in private, she was roughly eighty to ninety percent sure.
So, at this moment, she couldn’t help feeling somewhat guilty, but the reason the noblewoman could continue to sit here calmly was that whenever her son did something outrageous, she would never wait until the problem became exposed to handle it.
Instead, she would proactively arrange for someone to investigate who her darling son had harmed, and fortunately, over the years, her darling son had been relatively well-behaved, never provoking anyone who couldn’t be dealt with.
This had also led the noblewoman to become somewhat carefree, as long as the background investigation of the victim showed they had no strength, she couldn’t be bothered to manage.
So at this moment, the noblewoman could almost conclude that this timid country bumpkin surely had mistaken someone else for her son.
Peter never laid a hand on anyone with a family background.
Except for once before, when Peter took a fancy to a distant relative’s child of a small branch family under one of the Eight Great Clans.
Of course, although this matter had some connection to the family, for the Alba Clan it really was nothing.
As long as the steward stepped in, that small branch of the family would tremble with fear, and know wisely which things they should and shouldn’t say.
As the attendant directly handling the aftermath of matters, the steward naturally had a clearer understanding of these situations, so only his expression subtly changed for a brief moment before returning to normal, and from beginning to end maintained the demeanor of readiness to carry out orders.
Only White knew the least about Peter’s situation. Upon hearing Jimmy’s words, he instinctively thought of Peter, and then considered what he knew about his son’s actions outside.
White’s heart skipped a beat, looking at Alina’s cold face.
Could it really be that damn boy, what if he really provoked this lady?
Although White didn’t know exactly what strength Alina had, nor what was behind her,
at that moment, White inexplicably felt that this young lady in front of him couldn’t be provoked.
In his panic, White glanced at his wife who understood his eldest son.
At that moment, the noblewoman gave White a reassuring look.
After being married for many years, White could understand the meaning of this with just one look.
Although he didn’t know why his wife was so confident, over the years she hadn’t run into any problems in this regard.
So White also chose to instinctively believe her.
Since that’s the case, White made up his mind.
He would call Peter over to confront him face to face.
Although this decision was a bit risky, it was also an unavoidable move.
After all, in the estate, the only person fitting Jimmy’s description was Peter.
Moreover, Zhang Beixing was sitting there; even if he wanted to fabricate something, he had to have some basis, it couldn’t be something so outrageous.
Having made up his mind, there was no need to hesitate further.
"Steward, go call that little rascal over for me."
White instructed the steward beside him.
Upon hearing White’s words, the steward had no hesitation, nodded slightly, and then walked out of the drawing-room.
White then turned to look at Alina.
"According to what this junior of yours said, there is indeed such a person in our estate."
"He’s precisely my eldest son."
"I know his character very well. Sometimes he does go overboard, but he would never do such a thing as you described—a situation of compelling others unwillingly."
"So I need to call him over to explain to you personally."
"How about that?"
Although White spoke in a negotiating tone, his attitude was very firm.
Since the matter had developed to this point, White could only brace himself to face it.
Jimmy looked at White, frowning slightly, but said nothing.
And Alina nodded slightly.
"Then let’s do as you said."
"But if it really is him, you understand the consequences."
Alina said lightly.
"Of course, if it really is him, I will certainly give you a fair explanation."
Upon hearing Alina’s words, White nodded in agreement promptly.
Although White agreed very readily, he was still full of anxiety in his heart.
Although his son had done some excessive things over the years, White knew that his son, while he enjoyed playing with women or men, had never dared to do anything truly over the line.
He would always proceed to the next step only with the other party’s consent.
After all, the Alba Clan’s family rules were very strict.
If he really had done something outrageous, the Alba Clan would certainly not protect him.