Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 429

Irene was dumbfounded.

She had always thought that her parents were getting divorced because of something else. But she didn't know that her father had had an affair with a young girl and even wanted to be with her forever.

Ms. Corrine drank too much today, her cheeks flushed red. She lay on the sofa and said in a vague voice, "I saw the girl once in the garden villa. Your father hadn't returned home for a long time. I sent a private detective to investigate him. It had been more than half a month before the detective got something ... Well, I didn't get in until your father left. I just wanted to see how beautiful she was." She picked up her glass and took a sip of wine before saying, "She wore a student uniform. She's young. When she saw me, she rushed towards me and asked me to save her. Was she showing off to me?"

Irene was shocked, and she froze.

"You said she wanted you to save her? Was she tied up?" Irene asked anxiously.

Ms. Corrine sneered, "I said she was showing off to me. Because she was not tied up, and she stood right in front of me."

"What happened afterward?" Irene's hands were trembling.

"Later, I threw a check on her face and told her to leave. That girl followed me out. Then ... your father came back."

Irene's heart skipped a beat, "Then what?"

"Then, we went home and had a big fight. He wanted to divorce me." Ms. Corrine said exhaustively, and a tear rolled down her eyes. "I said that he could cheat on me, but divorce was impossible. He said that he couldn't stand me anymore and he must get a divorce from me."

Irene's mind was in a mess, and she recalled the scene in the villa from time to time.

What Christy said kept echoing in her mind.

After a few minutes, she calmed down and asked, "Mom, where is the garden villa?"

Ms. Corrine fell asleep and did not respond.

"Mom!" Irene shouted. Ms. Corrine rolled over on the sofa and didn't open her eyes.

At four o'clock in the morning, Irene drove her car rushing out of the Potter's.

At the same time, Ms. Corrine's phone buzzed. However, she had fallen into a deep sleep and did not hear it at all.

Irene went to Branden's three villas. She had been to those villas, and she also knew the password. However, she searched all over the house and found no strange basement or room.

At six o'clock in the morning, she finally found a garden villa. She did not know which was her father's villa, so she could only identify it one by one.

There was a detached villa next to a garden villa every three hundred meters. With so many villas here, Irene had much trouble searching. Fortunately, not long after, a villa security patrol with a flashlight stopped her.

"What are you doing?" A man lit up her license plate with light. Probably because all the villa owners had registered their license plate numbers, so they stopped when they saw the unfamiliar license plate.

"I'm Branden Potter's daughter." Irene looked coldly at the security guards.

They knew Branden, and also knew that Branden had a daughter, but they had never seen Irene before. Seeing Irene coming over, they couldn't help but ask more about her information. Irene took out her ID card and handed it over. "Do you have any other questions?"

When the guards saw the ID card, they no longer had any doubts. Just as they were about to leave, Irene stopped them. "I came to sleep here tonight, but my dad said that the air conditioner didn't work. Can you come with me to take a look?"

"Alright." The patrol led the way on their patrol cars.

One of them rode beside Irene and tried to chat with her through her car window, "Why haven't I seen you before?"

Irene replied perfunctorily and kept silent.

Seeing that Irene wasn't very talkative, he stopped talking.

The car stopped at the entrance of the last garden villa. The villa was 500 meters away from the villa in front of it.

The villa was pitch-black. Irene had typed the wrong password twice. Under the surprised gaze of the patrol, she took a stool from the garden and smashed it through the window. Then, she flipped inside.

"..."

The patrol was dumbfounded.

"Sorry, I forgot the password." She explained indifferently and pointed at the alarm. "Please stop it. It's very noisy."

"..."

This was the first time the patrol had seen such a self-willed Ms. Irene. And they just followed her words.

Irene turned on all the lights in the living room and saw a dark door in the middle of the wine cabinet. It seemed to be a junk room, but Irene was not sure.

"Which air conditioner is broken?" Asked the patrol.

Irene covered her mouth and yawned, "Forget it. I'm going to sleep. Thanks for your time."

The guards exchanged glances. Although they were speechless, they dealt with the alarm and repaired the broken window before walking out of the door.