One Night Surprise Novel

Chapter 72 Only the Dead Can Keep a Secret

“Hang on, that doesn’t add up. Courtney is the Young Lady of the Hunter Family; how could she possibly end up as somebody’s surrogate?” Britney frowned deeply, looking as though she was struggling to make sense of this. “Besides, if it’s true that Courtney was the surrogate mother, how many children did she give birth to? Why does she have a child with her now?”

Benjamin adjusted his spectacles while opening the folder calmly. “According to Louis, they caught the wrong person from the nightclub six years ago. They only realized their mistake after everything had been done. Later, the butler, Louis, observed Courtney in secret until she was on the way to the hospital for a surgery. Then, he sent people to stop her because he was trying to make the best out of a bad bargain. He even forced her to sign a contract.

Previously, the first child was a boy, and so Louis took him away; it was only later on that he learned from the doctor that there was a daughter too. However, Courtney had taken her away by then. On one end, Louis felt guilty, and on the other, he did not dare call attention to the situation, and so he did not go searching for Courtney again. In fact, he resigned and returned to his hometown soon after that.”

“That means…” Britney was bracing herself against the dressing table, and her expression relaxed significantly. “Alexander has no idea that the surrogate woman was at fault all those years ago.”

“Judging by the current situation, I believe so. Louis was the only person who knew about the entire incident, whereas the subordinate who carried out the dirty deed is nowhere to be found. Furthermore, we can’t even confirm if he’s alive.”

“We can never let Alexander know about this.” I have a feeling that I will never have the chance to marry Alexander if he were to learn that Courtney is Jordan’s biological mother. I will never allow that to happen.

“Well, that’s your business.” Benjamin arranged the documents before standing up. “My work is done here. Please transfer the rest of the balance to me as soon as possible.”

“You’re the best detective of Melrose City; I can’t imagine that you actually value money so much. Do you think I’d not pay you?” Britney glanced at him with a scornful expression.

Benjamin, however, was unfazed while he answered her directly, “It is only natural that I value money. I also believe that money deserves to be valued because it is the only thing in the world that wouldn’t lie to you.”

This was the first time she had heard such a refreshing and unconventional description for being greedy for money. Britney burst out laughing in response, and she didn’t seem to agree with him. Nevertheless, she instructed her agent, who was just beside her, “Jason, transfer the money to him.”

While Jason was transferring the money, Britney stared at the pile of documents in her hands. She started ripping them apart unhappily before tossing them all into the trash can. “These are all copies. Where are the originals? Where’s the contract from all those years ago?”

back and wouldn’t let me view them anymore. I managed to take pictures of those documents discreetly. Besides, I was only responsible for finding out the truth, and I wasn’t tasked

thought of something suddenly and turned to Benjamin to say to

“What do you want me to

else to find out about the truth of this incident.” Britney’s gaze gleamed with an

matter how much you pay me, because I will not commit murder and arson.” Benjamin rejected her decisively.

anyone? I just want you to come

a moment. It

options, he looked up to meet Britney’s gaze. “There is a risk in this matter. If

She agreed swiftly.

to her, “It is not appropriate for you to have asked him to do that. He doesn’t look skilled physically. I don’t want something bad to

she spoke. “Jason, hire someone else to follow him. Once he destroys

“Do you mean…”

can keep a

not know

woke up to the fragrance of steamed stuffed buns. From the second floor, he saw the two children, who

out of the kitchen while carrying a pot of porridge.

a tinge of

let me do it. Please, have a seat.” Chloe saw Courtney about to serve the porridge into smaller bowls, and so she rushed forward to help her. After serving a bowl of porridge each to the children and Courtney, Chloe

glanced at the bowl before he asked casually, “Where

the two children were using spoons for the porridge, and they enjoyed the steamed buns with their bare hands in a very