Chapter 349

Patrick said it slowly.

Alice looked at him in shock, and her face instantly turned pale.

York was on that plane.

She reached out to her chest and said dumbly, "That's why my heart felt stuffy that time, not because of you, but for York."

"It's not strange that you're twins and have some telepathy." Patrick said.

Alice sat there in disbelief. Her heart was heavy, and her eyes blinked. She asked, "He's dead?"

"The Browns sent many people over, and have already found the body."

Patrick said.

Her brother was already dead. How could this happen?

Alice lowered her eyes and looked at the album, flipping to the last page, and finally saw a picture of York in male attire.

He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old.

York was dressed in a handsome military uniform. He has very hair, and he stood up straight, looking very handsome. His eyes were filled with absolute confidence and pride.

This was her younger brother that she had never tried to get along with before. Before she had even seen him, they had parted ways forever.

Alice reached out her hands to stroke the photo on the wall, suddenly feeling a little sad.

There were too many misses in this world. She didn't expect that the only time she felt her little brother's existence was when he died.

She had only used the telepathic connection once, but it was a matter of life and death.

"Don't be too sad, Alice, pay attention to your body." Patrick stood up from the sofa, walked to her side and sat down, then closed the photo album in her hands.

Alice smiled bitterly, and touched her reddened eyes with her fingers: "I don't know why, I have never seen him before, but knowing that he's dead, I feel very sad and uncomfortable."

It was the brother of one of her mother's countrymen.

He couldn't even see one.

"York and I only chatted for the time it took to drink a cup of coffee, but he was a very cultured and refined person."

"Do I have any other brothers or sisters?" Alice asked.

She did not want to continue talking about York, her young brother who had died young.

Patrick shook his head, and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Browns only has York as its only son, York left a case at the airport. Before I even had the chance to look for you, I knew that something had happened to his plane. I followed the communication method in the chest to find Browns and met with your father."

Her father.

Alice pursed her lips.

"Uncle Brown suffered the pain of losing a son, and was very sad. Because I brought York's remnants, your father was grateful, and wanted to support me. At that time, I also needed to start anew, so I stayed to work for Browns." Patrick said with a gentle and humble tone.

If he stayed in the Mu Family, no matter how high his position was, William would always strike him.

He could only start again in a different place that William couldn't see.

"Working for the Browns?"

Alice looked at him, startled.

Patrick was a little aloof in his bones, so ordinary people would not be able to invite him in.

Patrick looked down at her, stood up, walked to the window, and opened it, "Alice, come and take a look."

Alice looked at him, then stood up and walked over to the window. The outside world was very peaceful, the scenery was beautiful. There was light flickering far away, where the light was jumping.

Like a lake or sea.

"Do you know what's over there?" Patrick pointed to the distant speck of light, then turned and stared at her as he said, "That place belongs to the White Sands Islands, your family owns it."

Browns's.

Alice looked at him in shock, then looked at the distant speck of light.

For a moment, she could not accept so much. She had a twin brother, but he was dead; she had a father, and she seemed to have more money than usual.

"Do you want to know what your father was doing? Although Browns has a mysterious career and has always kept a low profile, I am unable to tell you the specifics but indeed very rich." Patrick looked at her, "All of this, will be yours." Alice stood there, and there was no happiness on her face. She asked, "Then do you know the reason why I was abandoned?"

"Browns didn't even know you were here."

Alice was startled.

"Only when I brought York's treasure did Uncle Brown begin to investigate the entire matter. At that time, Browns was experiencing some things. Your mother escaped to China and always lived in fear let alone dignorsed her babies. When she gave birth, she was in so much pain that she nearly lost all consciousness. So she always thought she had only one son." Patrick said.

Alice was stunned.

"I went to find the doctors and nurses who were in charge of the baby selling and found out that they were all in the black business back then. When they saw that the twins were born, they were greedy and wanted to sell one of them." Patrick said.

"Then I..."

"Their procedure is to first negotiate with the seller, then sign the contract and pay. Then, throw the child away and let the seller take the proper path to adopt the child. That way, no matter how thoroughly we investigate, we won't be able to find them." Patrick looked at her and told her the truth, "You were bought by the Clyne Family."

Hearing the truth, Alice stood there dumbfounded and did not say a word for a long time.

She had thought about why she had been abandoned so many times, but she had never thought about it this way.

She was bought at home.

"As for why some sellers don't adopt directly but buy instead, it's because those buyers want a beautiful and healthy child, but most of the babies on the abandoned baby island were abandoned because of physical illness." Patrick said.

Buy kids to get what you like.

"So this is the truth." Alice said in a low voice.

"Yes."

The sun was warm outside.

Alice thought about her own past and suddenly laughed mockingly, "My adoptive parents never told me that I bought it from the Black market. I always thought that I was lost to my biological parents. Every time my foster father gets angry, he scolds me as no one wants me, as a burden, as a lowly bastard who was thrown away by others."

"So it turns out that they never planned to tell me the truth." Alice laughed bitterly, "Even if they had broken off their relationship with me, they would rather let me live and die by myself than to tell me the truth, and let me go find my own biological father and mother!"

At the end, Alice shouted out emotionally.

She thought they still loved her, but Zoey was weak. Why didn't she even tell her about it?

Even her adoptive mother had taught her from a young age that she was being thrown away.

What was she to the family?

Patrick had been in the family for a long time, so he understood why Alice minded, "Alice."

"I feel like an idiot living in the Clyne family for so many years!" Alice stood at the window and excitedly said it out. Her eyes were red with hatred.

Hiding her background and mocking her for her helplessness which was what the clan had brought her.

As for her, she had once treated them as relatives of her own kin, and had chosen to help and forgive them again and again.

But what did she get in return?

There was no such thing as a good will in this world!

"Don't be like this, this is all over." Patrick pressed a hand on her shoulder to calm her emotions, "Look, you have already returned to the Browns. I will arrange you to meet your biological father and mother. They want you so much."

Meet your biological parents.

She no longer knew who she could trust.

"After we finished investigating the matter, I had someone follow you and wanted to bring you back. However, you and William were practically inseparable and we were never able to find an opportunity." Patrick said, "I didn't expect it to be like this, on the contrary, it has saved you from Mrs. Cullen's hands."

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the yellow sparrow follows.

"Thank you, Patrick."

Alice stood there and looked at him with extreme gratitude, "If it is not you, I would probably be in the ocean in front of the tower right now."

"You were going to die?"

Patrick looked at her in shock, not expecting her to have such a resolute thought.

"If not for you saving me and my child, I would have lost everything. Moreover, towards the Wealthy Cullen, I don't have the power to resist at all." Alice said in grief.

A person's greatest sorrow was not because they overestimated their own abilities, but because they were faced with great strength and were too clear of their own frailty.

"Alright, forget about that."

Seeing her like this, pain flitted across Patrick's chest. He patted her shoulder, and said gently, "When you are better, I will bring you to see your parents. In the future, you will have someone you can rely on, and you will no longer be an adopted daughter, Alice."

She could take the title of adopted daughter away forever.

See your parents.

Alice stood at the window, listening to those three words, and her heart felt a second of panic. She reached out her hand to press on the window, "Patrick, I'm a little scared. I don't know who else I can trust right now."

She did not know what her parents were like.

She wondered if her parents would like her. Would they get along like ordinary mothers and daughters? Or was it stranger than strangers?

"Then do you believe in me?" Patrick stood by her side and asked.

"Of course I believe you."

Alice answered without thinking.

If she couldn't even trust Patrick, she didn't know who to trust anymore.

"Great." Patrick turned her body, and stared at her with deep eyes. His gaze was gentle and gentle, "Alice, you only need to believe in me."

Alice was about to say something when she suddenly felt dizzy. Patrick's face suddenly turned into two as she shook her head forcefully, "My head is spinning."

"I know, because you are too tired, I put some medicine in your tea to let you sleep a little longer." Patrick said in a low voice.

"What?"

Alice looked at him in shock. She wanted to say something, but her vision turned black and her mind went blank.

Patrick immediately reached out and pulled her into his embrace, lifting her up into his arms. A wave of pain came from his waist, causing him to frown.

Patrick endured the pain and left with Alice in his arms.

British, Cullen's Castle.

In the hallway, Elizabeth, who was dressed in elegance, was walking back and forth on the wood floor with an anxious and worried expression on her face.