In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 609 The Other Hawkins Son

Alexander was the eldest son in the Hawkins family. His mother had died in childbirth, and his father had married Susan almost right after that.

She had taken over the family assets and given birth to Benjamin and Celia.

The strange thing was that Benjamin bore a strong resemblance to Alexander.

This bothered Susan, and she disliked Alexander even more as a result.

If it hadn't been for Elizabeth's protection, he wouldn't have survived.

After they grew a little older, Alexander went to boarding school. He rarely went home until he started work.

After some time, nobody within the circle knew that the Hawkins had an older son named Alexander.

After his accident, Grace had appeared.

This strange woman had grabbed him and started gabbling nonsense at him. Benjamin knew that the person she had taken him for was Alexander, not him.

She had liked him for so many years because of Alexander, not him.

He didn't know why, but he hadn't told her the truth. He had simply allowed things to develop to this point.

Now, Alexander had come back all of a sudden.

Outside the room, all the rich young men were glued to the walls and the crack of the door. Luke was on his way to greet a guest when he saw them. He was startled. "M-Mr. Donegan?"

Timothy turned around at once and lowered his voice. "What are you doing here, Mr. Ziegler?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

"What are you all—"

They hadn't managed to hear anything at all.

Timothy did not know why Benjamin wanted to see his uncle either, so he waved his hand dismissively.

"I haven't seen mi— I mean, I haven't seen Ms. Lewis in a while. Where is she? Amirate is doing so well. How come there's no news of her?"

Luke was impassive. "Ms. Lewis is not a high-profile person. If you have something to ask her, you can contact her directly."

In the past, Timothy would have done so. But they were just friends; he didn't think it was appropriate to disturb her for no reason.

Timothy waved his hand and beckoned to his friends. They would go somewhere else.

When they were gone, Luke looked at the room with its closed door.

When Benjamin heard what Howard had said, he got up and pulled the door open.

"Thank you, Chief Donegan. You've already given me the answer I wanted. As for what happened in the past, I will personally apologize to Alexander."

Howard hadn't expected to fall right into Benjamin's trap in his agitation.

He tutted and slapped his thigh.

Benjamin left immediately, and he did not notice Luke, who was standing in the corner.

"Benjamin has an older brother?"

Xander sat on a sofa in Summitview Manor, holding Grace's phone.

Luke stopped. He hadn't expected Xander to be the one picking up.

"Ms. Lewis…"

Xander glanced at the tightly closed bathroom door. "She's having a shower."

Luke was speechless. However, since they were so intimate, there shouldn't be a problem.

"Mr. Fulton, please deliver this message from me to her."

"You're sure that Benjamin himself said that it was his older brother?"

"I only heard one sentence, but it's what he said."

The representative of the Hawkins in the external world had always been Benjamin alone. They had never heard of there being another son.

Besides, Benjamin had especially gone to see Howard. This was very strange.

"Maybe it's something to do with kidnapping and trafficking or something," Luke thought.

"If so, the Hawkins wouldn't have kept quiet about it. There must be another reason. I'll get someone to investigate this."

The call was disconnected just as Grace came out with a towel wrapped around her.

Her wet hair hung limply on her snow-white shoulders. Droplets of water slid down her skin.

"You …"

"I brought you fruit. I picked up a call for you from Luke."

Grace pulled her towel tighter around her. She was a little shy. "What did he say?"

Xander got up and began untangling the hair dryer cord.

"He complained about your mistreatment of the staff and about the fact that he has to entertain guests in the middle of the night."

Grace laughed. "Rubbish."

"Come here. I'll dry your hair for you."