Love Has Its Will

Chapter 527

Chapter 527 Come Back ’Do you see this piece? We are here right now!"

As Brandon put on the makeup, Finn turned on the projection on the wall. A detailed topographic map was immediately displayed on the white curtain.

Finn held a red-light indicator lamp and sat on the wheelchair. His voice was low as he introduced the buildings in the Orwell's home.

The four-story building in the middle was the main house, and there were courtyards scattered around.

'We are in Northern Courtyard. It is the furthest from the main house and also the quietest, suitable for a sick person like me."

As Finn spoke, he revealed a sly smile.

"As far away as you are, even though you open up a new world underground, no one knows it." Brandon praised.

Brandon moved his mouth slightly and sat steadily, not disturbing the makeup artist.

If Brandon could finish the makeup early, he could go back early. His wife and children were waiting at home.

'The two buildings next to the main house belonged to my uncle and Daryl." Finn continued the introduction.

"What about the other one?"

In addition to the main house, there are four buildings, three of which have owners, and one of them was empty. Who lived there?

'There is no one in that house. Logically speaking, that house should be yours. If you are recognized as a member of the family, you will live there," Finn said solemnly.

Brandon was not interested in the Orwell family's property. Moreover, the small house was so close to the main house that it felt uncomfortable to look at it, let alone live in it.

'It's a pity that I don't have enough time for you to be acknowledged. I'm sorry that you have to replace me for now," Finn sighed.

"Yes, I feel wronged." Brandon looked up and cooperated with the makeup artist. "I'm so healthy, but I have to look like I have a terminal illness."

Finn smiled and accidentally got choked. He began to cough violently.

Beep...

While Finn coughed, Gerald's phone rang. Someone called him.

By the time Finn finished coughing, Gerald had just finished the phone. Serious-faced Gerald was now frowning, obviously showing that something bad had happened.

Gerald shouted, "Mr. Orwell."

Finn recovered from his violent coughing and painfully caressed his chest with his palm. "What's wrong?"

'That car is..."

'Whose car is it?" Finn picked up the warm water beside him and casually took a sip to moisten his throat.

'It's the car under your name," Gerald replied.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Finn almost spat out the water in his mouth.

When Brandon, who was putting on makeup, heard this, he immediately made a gesture to stop the makeup artist.

Brandon looked up, and his eyes were cold. "Mr. Orwell, aren't you going to explain it? On the one hand, you work with me. But on the other hand, you attack me. Is it interesting?"

'It will be crazy for me to play this kind of trick. Which car is it? Did you find out who drove it away?" Finn was furious.

"It was ... Ms. Parsons," Gerald stammered and answered with difficulty.

'What did you say?"

Finn stood up from the wheelchair. The blanket slid down from his body, revealing his skinny body that had been tortured by the illness. His coat and pants seemed to be hanging on a skeleton. They were too loose.

"Isn't she in Paris? Why did she suddenly come back?"

'1 don't know, but my investigation results show that Ms. Parsons drove away the car," Gerald replied.

Brandon recalled the scene when he was almost hit by the car. "That driver was indeed quite similar to Ms. Parsons. But the driver wore sunglasses.

The situation was too urgent at that time. I did not recognize her."

'Why did she come back at this time?" Finn clenched his fists, his tone full of grief and indignation.

He knew that he did not have much time, so he would rather let Lilia misunderstand and pave the way for her.

But if Lilia came back at this critical juncture, she would cause trouble.

"Go and find out where Lilia is now!" Finn ordered.

Gerald nodded and was about to leave when Brandon's phone rang. Brandon saw the message from his assistant.

It was a little long, but every point was listed.

To put it simply, the car was driven away by Lilia, and she was now near the Orwell's home.

"There's no need to look for her. Mr. Orwell, your sweetheart is coming over by herself," Brandon said honestly as he put away the phone.

'What do you mean?" Finn frowned with a gloomy expression.

"Ms. Parsons is nearby. You can ask Gerald to take a look.

"Gerald will check on it."

Gerald rushed out. In a few minutes, he returned.

"Mr. Orwell, I saw Ms. Parsons wandering around the winery from the surveillance camera."

As Gerald spoke, he handed the phone that was playing real-time surveillance to Finn. It could be seen that at the entrance of the winery, a woman wearing a broad-brimmed hat and a pair of black sunglasses poked her head inside. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Although the woman covered herself tightly, those who were familiar with her could recognize her at a glance.

"It is Lilia." When Finn said this, his voice couldn't help but tremble.

Finn missed Lilia a lot, but he couldn't fly to Paris to see her.

There were too many things that Finn hadn't done, and he didn't have much time left. He had to plan everything for his beloved girl before he died.

"Mr. Orwell, your sweetheart is coming. Should my makeup continue?"

Brandon asked with half of his makeup being done. As long as Finn called an end, Brandon would immediately return and drive home.

However, Finn thought for a few seconds and replied, "Go on. After that, Gerald will show you around. I will go to see her."

Seeing Finn's impatient look, Brandon thought that he would rush to see his beloved girl immediately. Unexpectedly, Finn returned to the house.

When they were almost done with the makeup, Finn dressed up and came out in a wheelchair.

Unlike the sick look just now, he looked much better now. Finn wore a hat and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The cashmere scarf covered his chin, and he was dressed like a college student.

"Mr. Orwell, why are you dressed like this?" Brandon was a little surprised.

"Lilia likes it. In the past, I was unwilling to dress like this. Now that I don't have much time left, I should satisfy her wish."

After saying this, Finn swiped open the door of the secret passage with the access card, threw away the wheelchair, and slowly walked in to see his sweetheart.