Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
“She heard almost everything you said about Roger’s true identity being Lawrence,” Mick said.
Jasper was only worried that her father would say something harsh to William, so she pulled Mick to cavesdrop at the study door. She didn’t expect to hear such explosive news.
“Is Roger really Lawrence?” Mick asked William.
“It should be,” William said. Uncle Reed had already confirmed it. If this later Roger was just someone who looked like Lawrence, it would be too far-fetched.
Mick knew that Roger had been involved in William’s grandparents’ affairs. Therefore, he frowned at the thought. that if this Roger was really Lawrence, deliberately hiding his identity to do such things, it was probably not for a good reason!
“Jasper should be looking for Roger now! I’m going back to Stanford University!” William said, running to his car, opening the door, and preparing to leave.
Mick quickly got into the passenger seal, “I’m coming too!”
William didn’t say anything and started the car.
The car drove out of the Reed family and headed towards Stanford University. Along the way, William kept thinking that vict!
Even… if Jasper was able to get a sample of Roger’s blood, it was probably calculated by Roger.
Because he knew that the DNA from this sample would never match Lawrence’s DNA!
If that was the case, then this person’s scheming was too deep!
And Jasper? If Roger really was Lawrence, how would Jasper treat him?!
There were too many uncertainties in William’s mind at the moment!
Jasper drove all the way to Stanford University, parked the car in a hurry, and ran to Roger’s classroom. But there was no one in the classroom at the moment. It suddenly occurred to her that he didn’t have class at this time today!
She had checked his schedule before and knew that he only had one class this morning. Was he back in his dorm? Or was he in the library? Or somewhere else on campus? He might even have left campus!
Jasper took out her phone and dialed Roger’s number, but no one answered.
She gritted her teeth and began searching for him on campus.
She searched every place she had encountered him before.
When she arrived at the school’s piano room, she saw him playing the piano through a glass window on a door.
It was Roger!
Jasper stared at the figure in the piano room, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
Could this person be Lawrence?
She had doubted it before, but a DNA test had dispelled her doubts.
However, after all this time, it seemed that he was Lawrence!
Jasper raised her hand and gently pushed open the door to the piano room, walking in.
The room was filled with beautiful piano music.
Yes, this kind of music felt like something Lawrence would play! Some people, even if their appearance changes, their name changes, and their behavior changes, this kind of music remains the same.
“Are you Lawrence?” she asked. Her clear voice sounded particularly distinct amidst the melodious piano music.
The piano music suddenly stopped, and Roger’s ten fingers. lifted off the keys. He slowly turned around and looked at Jasper standing by the door.
“Why are you suddenly asking me this question again? Yes or no, don’t you know?” he asked in return.
She looked at him, and there was a mole on his neck just like Lawrence’s. His appearance was what she imagined Lawrence would look like when he grew up. And everything she heard from her father and William’s conversation had already proven that he was Lawrence!
“You are Lawrence!” This sentence was not a question, but a confirmation. Jasper said, “You knew that
I wanted to take something from you to test your DNA, so you deliberately let me take the tissue with blood on it! Am I right?”
His gaze fixed on her, “Does the DNA test prove that I am
Lawrence?”
“The DNA test result is different because you had a bone marrow transplant, which caused a change in your DNA. Although this is rare, it is not impossible!” Jasper said.
Roger’s eyes flickered, realizing that since the other party had found out about this, he could no longer hide his identity.
“I am Lawrence, so what?” He smiled and admitted it frankly.
“Then why did you conceal your identity? Why didn’t you admit it when I asked you before?” Jasper asked.
“Do I have to admit it because there is a legal requirement?” He walked slowly to her, his lips smiling but his eyes coldly looking at her, “I am now Roger, and as for the former Lawrence, he died in the hands of debt collectors. Before he died, he was still thinking about why the high and mighty Miss Reed family didn’t answer his calls. If she hadn’t broken off with him back then, would everything be different now?”
Jasper’s body stiffened, her eyes red as she looked at him, “You hate me, don’t you?”
“You are the high and mighty Grand Princess of the Reed family. How dare I hate you. At that time, I was just a toy for you to play with when you were bored. When you got tired of it and didn’t find it interesting anymore, you naturally kicked the toy away.” But he took it seriously, thinking that toys could also be friends of princesses, thinking that she was the one who was really good to him!
“You are not a toy! I have never treated you as a toy!” Jasper retorted loudly.
“Then what am I if I am not a toy?” Roger asked back, “You can break off with me so decisively, not listen to any of my explanations, and then ignore me, even unwilling to answer my calls. Do you know what kind of feelings I had when I made that call back then?”
“I’m sorry!” Jasper choked.
She had thought about what Lawrence would say to her if she saw him again. Even at this moment, she had imagined these words in her mind more than once.
But when she really heard them, it was so painful.
“Sorry?” He sneered, “At this point, what’s the use of your apology? Can your apology bring my parents back to life? Can it turn back time? Can it…” His voice paused, and the rest of his words were swallowed back.
Is there any way to make him not experience that kind of hellish torture?
Thinking back to when he was kidnapped from the hospital and everything he went through afterwards, even worse than an animal, that was the darkest moment he had ever experienced. It was then that he realized that there really was a hell on earth!
“If you can’t do it, how can you expect me to forgive you?” Roger said.
“Lawrence, I know I shouldn’t have cut ties with you back then, shouldn’t have missed your phone call.
I’ve been looking for you all these years. I don’t know how to make it up to you, but…at least, at least I know that you’re still alive…” She sobbed, tears the size of beans rolling down her cheeks.
Roger looked at her tear-streaked face, his eyes full of mockery, “You know I’m still alive, so you think your own guilt can be reduced, right? People like you, how could you care about the lives of ordinary people?”
“That’s not it!” Jasper said. “I feel guilty about what happened to you, but not to reduce my own guilt. I just don’t want you to die, don’t want you to disappear from this world. Because Lawrence is an important person to me! Very important, very important!”
Her tears fell even harder, her hands grabbing his sleeves as if desperately trying to hold onto him and not let go.
Her tears dripped onto his hand, scorching hot.
An important person…there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. She had said the same thing to him before, but what happened later? Didn’t they just cut ties, without even giving him a chance to explain?
“Enough! I don’t need your guilt, and you don’t need to cry like this in front of me!” Roger suddenly raised his arm and pulled his sleeve away from her grasp.
Jasper stumbled back, her hand empty, and fell backwards.
Just then, the door to the music room was pushed open again, and William rushed forward in one step, catching Jasper’s body and preventing her from falling.
“Are you okay?” William asked worriedly.
Jasper shook her head. “Why are you here?”
“I figured you must have come to the school, so I drove here too. It took me a while to find this place,”
William said as he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Jasper’s tears.
Roger stood by, watching the scene with cold eyes, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.
Mick, who followed them into the piano room, looked at Roger and said, “Lawrence, long time no see.”
If there was any doubt before, seeing his sister in tears, Mick knew that the person in front of him must be Lawrence.
“Mr. Reed, it has been a long time,” Roger sneered.
“Jasper has been searching for you for years, and it hasn’t been easy. Many people gave up, even thought it wasn’t worth it to keep looking. But she didn’t give up. She begged her father to keep sending people to find you because she believed you were still alive! She thought that if she gave up, you might really be gone,” Mick said. As the eldest son of the Reed family, he knew this matter better than anyone else.
“Now that you’ve been found, you don’t have to spend that energy searching anymore,” Roger said indifferently.
Mick looked at him and pursed his lips. “Lawrence, it was a tragedy that your parents died, but it has nothing to do with Jasper. She doesn’t owe you anything! Don’t take it out on her!”
“This is between her and me. Mr. Reed, you’re meddling too much,” Roger lazily looked at Mick, then glanced at the clock on the wall. “Well, my time for renting the piano room is up. I should go. If you want to talk, we can do it next time!”
He closed the piano lid, picked up his shoulder bag, and walked straight to the door of the piano room.
“Lawrence!” Jasper suddenly shouted, “Have you been doing well these years?”
He paused, but didn’t turn around. His voice was cold and indifferent. “I’m not Lawrence anymore. I’m just Roger!”
With that, he walked out of the piano room. The three people in the room had different expressions and thoughts.
Mick wasn’t a student at Stanford University, and he had classes in the morning, so he left first.
Accompanied by Jasper, William came to a secluded place on campus.
Seeing Jasper’s red eyes, William felt heartbroken. But at the same time, a strong sense of unease spread through his body.
Could he compete with Jasper’s feelings for Lawrence?
And what kind of impact would Lawrence’s appearance have on him and Jasper? He didn’t know, but a sense of instinctive crisis was telling him that there might be more waves in the future.
Moreover, Lawrence’s appearance this time should not be pure, what is Lawrence’s motive?!
“Well, now that it has been confirmed that Roger is Lawrence, it’s a good thing. At least he really is alive as you wished,” William said.
“Yes, it’s a good thing that he’s alive!” Jasper murmured. Even if Lawrence blamed her and hated her, it didn’t matter as long as he was still alive. “William, what should I do to make it up to him? Even if he doesn’t forgive me, it doesn’t matter. After all, I really did something wrong back then.”
“What happened back then was not your fault. It’s Lawrence’s business to blame you, but you shouldn’t shoulder this responsibility on your own!” William said, “Back then, you were just a child, how much impact could you have? The death of his parents was ultimately because they borrowed high-interest loans for gambling! It was their own responsibility!”
“But…” she hesitated, “If I hadn’t insisted on finding him after hearing Lawrence’s piano sound, maybe there wouldn’t have been so many things later…”
“But have you ever thought that because you found Lawrence back then, their family was able to improve their lives? If his parents could manage their lives well and not gamble, then their family’s life would be very good. You gave them the opportunity to change their fate, but they turned their fate into what it is now!” William said.
Jasper actually knew the truth of what William said. It’s just that over the years, she has been shrouded in guilt.
“If you really want to make it up to Lawrence, then help him when he is in trouble in the future. In this world, it’s easy to add flowers to the brocade, but difficult to send charcoal in the snow,” William said.