Chapter 1062 - 1061: Raised a White-Eyed Wolf

The servant looked at Mrs. Ford, who was glaring angrily at Mr. Ford, and then thought of how the Young Master had been taken away by someone from Fiona Ford’s group, believing that Mr. Ford needed to be driven out.

"Sir, you should leave now."

The butler stepped forward, asking Mr. Ford to leave.

"What happened?" Mr. Ford continued to ask, "Right, has Little Feng left? I still have some things to give him."

Just as he finished speaking, Mrs. Ford couldn’t suppress the anger surging in her heart any longer and picked up a cup from the coffee table, throwing it hard at Mr. Ford.

"Get out!"

The cup actually hit Mr. Ford, causing him to step back in pain and glare angrily at Mrs. Ford.

"Why are you going mad over nothing!"

"Mr. Ford, with this happening, anyone would go mad!"

The butler and the servants, displeased with Mr. Ford’s words, sided with Mrs. Ford.

"What?"

"The Young Master was taken away by your adopted daughter’s boyfriend."

"What!"

Mr. Ford was stunned, more and more unable to understand.

"Why would Little Feng take Little Bao away? Taking him out to play?"

Mr. Ford thought simply, believing that Fiona and her friends had taken the child out to play without informing Mrs. Ford.

"It’s no big deal, just bring him back."

With that, Mr. Ford took out his phone to call Fiona Ford.

As the call connected, a mechanical woman’s voice came from the other side.

"Why can’t I get through?"

"I’ll try again!"

In the cold mockery of Mrs. Ford, Mr. Ford dialed Fiona’s number again, but still couldn’t get through!

"Maybe the phone broke!"

"Enough!" Mrs. Ford shouted sharply, "Little Bao is missing, and you’re still trusting your adopted daughter!"

"Mr. Ford, it was you who let the wolf into the house, giving them a chance to steal Little Bao."

"Since you’re so hung up on your first love, let’s just not stay together anymore."

Mrs. Ford said through gritted teeth, coldly saying that she had been too soft-hearted towards Mr. Ford.

She should have kicked him out of the Ford Family long ago, and then Fiona wouldn’t have stolen Little Bao.

"I haven’t been hung up on her."

Mr. Ford saw the hatred and coldness in Mrs. Ford’s eyes and explained repeatedly, no way...

"You mean, they didn’t take Little Bao out to play; they stole him!"

Realizing what Mrs. Ford was saying, Mr. Ford felt his mind go blank.

Impossible!

Fiona can’t do such a thing!

"Didn’t you just try calling her?"

Mrs. Ford sneered.

"Mr. Ford, we’ve been married for years; I’ve never wronged you, but you’ve ruined this family over and over for a child of another woman. What feelings are left to discuss between us?"

"Now, please leave the Ford Family and go stay at your lover’s grave!"

The grave!

It was yet another term Mr. Ford didn’t understand.

The servant followed Mrs. Ford’s request and stepped forward to escort Mr. Ford out of the Ford Family.

Mr. Ford looked at the angry Mrs. Ford and then thought about the unreachable Fiona Ford. No, he needed to go out and find Fiona Ford first.

How could they take Little Bao! What was she trying to do!

Mr. Ford understood less and less. All he did was go out early to buy a cake, and when he got back, Little Bao was gone.

Little Bao was indeed his biological grandson. As he left, he learned the whole story from the servants. Even if he didn’t believe what Mrs. Ford said, Mr. Ford knew for certain that it was Fiona who had orchestrated everything.

It seemed he had raised a backstabbing wolf.

Finn Chandler entered the guest room and carefully searched through everything inside.