Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 302: You’ve Given Too Much, I’m Short on Cash

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: You’ve Given Too Much, I’m Short on Cash

Serena Summers couldn’t help but roll her eyes, her words making it sound as if she were sneaking around having an affair behind someone’s back.

However, he had said the same thing before: "Am I really that unsightly?"

The expression he wore was the same as back then, with a hint of teasing laughter hidden deep within his profound eyes.

Driven by curiosity, she couldn’t help but ask another question: "If you don’t acknowledge yourself as Lucas Shaw, then why come to the Shaw residence? Doing so will lead them to misconceptions."

Adrian Holt sighed helplessly, "Can’t help it, you’ve given too much, and I’m short on cash. As a stand-in, I need to maintain a professional standard. Was my timing good just now?"

Serena fell silent.

His timing had indeed been perfect.

Just a moment ago, Clara Shaw’s words had infuriated her, and if no one had stepped in, Clara wouldn’t have got away unscathed today.

A slight smile tugged at Adrian Holt’s lips as he then looked around at the servants.

Before coming here, he had already thoroughly investigated Lucas Shaw’s background.

Although there wasn’t much information available online, according to Serena’s description, the rumored Mr. Lucas Shaw not only looked exactly like him but even some of his daily habits were identical.

Therefore, he wasn’t worried about his identity being exposed.

On the contrary, he saw all these as his advantage.

As long as he could gain Serena’s favor, he would be more certain of bringing her back to the organization in the future.

That’s what he thought inwardly, though his face revealed none of it.

He bowed sincerely and firmly to everyone, filled with regret, "I’m sorry to have caused you worry. I’ve returned."

"I’ve returned" immediately brought tears to many eyes.

Ever since they had started working for the Shaw family, Mr. Lucas Shaw had never mistreated them, instead giving them bonuses during holidays and festivals.

Some of the servants had even watched Adrian Shaw grow up.

When the news of Lucas Shaw’s presumed death by drowning two years ago came, they grieved for a long time and had not yet emerged from their sadness.

Initially, when Serena said that Mr. Lucas Shaw wasn’t dead, they also harbored a sliver of hope.

But with each passing day and two years gone by without any news of Mr. Lucas Shaw, they gradually gave up hope, believing that he had indeed passed away.

Who could have imagined that in their lifetime they would see Mr. Lucas Shaw again!

Seeing everyone’s excited and incredulous faces, Serena couldn’t help being moved as well.

She even thought that things were quite alright this way.

She hadn’t brought Adrian Holt home at first because she was worried that the old man would be disturbed, and because his memory had been tampered with, she didn’t know what mission Professor Parker had sent him on.

If he did something against the Shaw family, the consequences were beyond her imagination.

But now, all she could do was to take things one step at a time.

...

Upstairs, Adrian Shaw had returned last night at three in the morning after finishing a shoot.

He didn’t even bathe, just collapsed straight into bed and fell asleep.

While he was sleeping soundly, a sudden piercing scream jolted him awake, sitting bolt upright on the bed.

He looked around nervously, saw nothing out of the ordinary, and assumed it was a nightmare, so he lay back down. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Before he could fall asleep again, noise from outside the door completely woke him up.

He jumped out of bed, angrily threw open the door, and bellowed as he made his way downstairs, "What’s all this noise? Can’t you all be quiet?"

Adrian Shaw’s temper was volatile as a firecracker ready to ignite at any moment, especially after Lucas Shaw’s death.

Overnight, it was as if he had become a different person. He used to be lively, but since the funeral, he became increasingly silent and reticent.

He wasn’t fully awake yet, yawning as he walked downstairs and glanced down listlessly.

With just one glance, he was suddenly stunned.

His gaze landed on Lucas Shaw, his pupils shrank abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Adrian Holt also noticed him and couldn’t help but curve his lips, thinking of the information he had looked up.

Adrian Shaw, Corland’s top-tier young celebrity, the hottest boy band leader of the moment, with a smooth-sailing career.

Now, Adrian Shaw sped to his front, his voice choked with emotion, "You, are you really my brother Lucas?"

Adrian Holt didn’t feel much like answering this question.

Because even if he told the truth, it seemed they wouldn’t believe it—like Serena Summers last night.

Thinking this, Adrian Holt arched his eyebrows, nodded towards him, "Adrian, I’m back."

This was his first time meeting Adrian Shaw, but he had blurted out "Adrian" spontaneously.

Before he had time to think, Adrian Shaw suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

"Brother, you finally thought to come and see us! Do you know how we’ve been these past two years? Grandpa fell ill because of you, sister-in-law has been in tears every day, and the whole Shaw Family has been a mess... Why did it take you so long to come back?"

The more Adrian Shaw spoke, the more aggrieved and saddened he felt, tears uncontrollably streaming down.

The normally resilient young man was now hugging his brother Lucas tightly, crying his eyes out, his voice choked beyond recognition.

Adrian Holt was flustered by this sudden embrace.

Standing there at a loss, his hands suspended in the air, his eyelids couldn’t stop twitching.

The Shaw family... do they all like to express their feelings so bluntly?

He found it a bit overwhelming.

Adrian Holt turned his head and saw Adrian Shaw bury his face in his shoulder, tears sliding down his cheeks, nearly dripping onto his newly changed shirt, his temple veins throbbing visibly.

He grabbed Adrian Shaw by the nape of his neck with one hand, pushing him away with a look of disgust, "Stop crying, you look ugly when you cry. I remember you’re supposed to be an idol, right? Your fans would unfollow you if they saw this."

Adrian Shaw: ?!?

Finally reunited, only to be mocked and scoffed at by his own brother, Adrian Shaw felt even sadder.

His tears fell madly as he stood his ground, stubbornly swiped at his face, "To hell with being an idol, I don’t want to do this anymore... Eh? Wait, how can I touch you?"

The warmth from Lucas Shaw’s body still lingered in his own palm.

This realization startled Adrian Shaw, his eyes widening in horror.

Adrian Holt helplessly massaged his forehead and pointed at Adrian Shaw, turning his head towards Serena Summers, "What kind of fit is he throwing now?"

The Shaw Family... Is there not a single normal person among them?

He couldn’t help but wonder why he had come here in the first place.

Serena Summers’s lips twitched as well, thinking to herself that this was your own brother, if you don’t understand him, how would I?

At this moment, Adrian Shaw suddenly stepped forward, his face full of surprise, and poked at Adrian Holt’s arm with a finger.

He could actually touch him!

Adrian Shaw had an epiphany, "So people don’t just appear as spirits after death like they do in TV dramas? That’s incredible! I think you could go on the Nature and Science Channel, brother!"

Adrian Holt: "..."

What kind of fool is this?

Do I really look like a ghost to him?