Chapter 164

Joey had expected Mrs. Charles to say that. Thus she was neither surprised nor angry. But she was surprised when Mrs. Charles claimed that Allen was the only son in the family. She subconsciously questioned it, “The only son? Doesn’t Allen have a younger brother Lawrence?”

However, before Joey could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Mrs. Charles who was excited and resentful now, “Don’t mention the bastard in front of me. My son Allen is the only legitimate heir in the Charles family. Lawrence is just a worthless bastard son of a slut mother.”

Joey was obviously stunned to hear it. She stared at Mrs. Charles with wide-open eyes.

Just then, Allen came out of the kitchen and heard what his mother had said. He frowned and said angrily, “Mom, don’t call Lawrence that. Lawrence is no longer a child. He’s a very successful businessman now. If anyone else heard you, what would they say about him? Besides, you promised my father to keep Lawrence’s true identity a secret.”

Mrs. Charles was reminded what a big mistake she has just made. It was an honest mistake nevertheless. She had always disliked Joey, and Joey indiscreetly had the nerve to bring Lawrence up, the boy she had hated most in her entire life. Thus in a fit of anger, she had blurted out.

She cleared her throat and tried to justify it, “There is no outsider here. Joey, you can keep a secret, right?’

Joey instantly nodded her head. She was anything but a gossiper.

However, Allen had lost his interest in cooking after his mother’s disclosure of the secret. Mrs. Charles knew her son very well. She had truly made a mistake. She told Joey to take good care of the baby, and soon left unhappily.

“Allen, isn’t Lawrence...your brother?”

After Mrs. Charles left, Joey was too curious to not ask. She certainly wouldn't tell anyone else the secret that Mrs. Charles had revealed, but it didn’t mean that she wasn’t curious about why Mrs. Charles had become so angry.

“It was our family secret, so I didn’t tell you about it. I kept it a secret because I didn’t want to embarrass Lawrence. Now we’re getting married, I guess I should tell you some things about my family, or you’ll probably make a mistake without knowing it.”

Allen looked at Joey with some embarrassment. He paused for a while and said, “Lawrence is indeed my younger brother, but he’s my half-brother.”

Joey was surprised to hear it, even if she had figured out the awkward position of Lawrence in the family based on Mrs. Charles’s conversation.

Allen continued, “Lawrence’s mother was my mother’s best friend. But one day, everyone got drunk at a private party. Lawrence’s mother was so drunk that she stumbled into my father’s room by mistake. My father was very drunk too, and he...he mistook her for my mother. Lawrence’s mother The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me Chapter 163 Mrs. Charles paid her a visit slept with my father and got pregnant. Unfortunately she died in childbirth because of sudden hemorrhage. Lawrence was thus taken in by my family and my father has always claimed that we’re twin brothers, because Lawrence is just a day younger than I.”

“Twins? But you don’t look alike at all. Do others believe the story?”

Joey thought that it was clever. Allen and Lawrence had grown into two handsome young men, but apart from that, they were nothing alike. One of them was gentle and elegant, while the other one was cold and distant. They were definitely not twin brothers.

Allen shrugged, “It doesn’t matter what others might think. My father has been powerful enough to silence any dissenting voices for over twenty years, so we don’t have to worry about that.”

Allen had wondered himself why he and Lawrence looked nothing alike. Even if they had different mothers, they shared the same father. They were destined to be different, he believed.

Joey agreed with what he had said. Mr. Charles had stricken her as aggressive and assertive at the party. She asked, “Allen, you said that Lawrence’s mother died in childbirth. Your family was rich and I bet she got the best medical care that money could buy, how could it have happened?”

Women could die in childbirth, but the risk had always been very low. She wondered how it could have happened in a top hospital.