Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 739 - 738 The Truth That Can’t Be Concealed (1)_1

Deon Myers was shocked. The master of the house... seemed like a completely different person.

CRASH—

Soon, the sound of something shattering came from upstairs. There were some antique vases placed there. The noise made Deon, who was still instructing people to clean the dining room, feel his scalp tingle. He could guarantee that both the young master and Little Master Jimmy were doing it on purpose.

Noah Reyes quickly went up to the second floor. In the upstairs hall, everything breakable had been shattered. Things that couldn't be broken were lying on the floor. The scene was best described as a complete mess. Noah Reyes was still smiling, his face full of tolerance.

When Deon ran upstairs and saw this, his face twitched again. The master's tolerant expression made him hold back from saying anything more. He could only resign himself to ordering people upstairs to clean.

The two brothers had no intention of stopping. They kept running around, causing destruction everywhere. In Noah's Study Room, the brothers had torn pages from books to make paper airplanes, which they sent flying all over. Or they would tear the pages into pieces, scattering them everywhere, calling it "a celestial maiden scattering blossoms."

It wasn't until after eight in the evening that the brothers finally tired of playing. They returned to the first floor and sat on the couch, watching Noah, who had followed them downstairs and now sat opposite them. Noah still looked at both of them gently.

"Aren't you angry?" Jimmy Horne asked. At home, if they made such a mess, their uncles would be angry. Even if Brother Ivan, the most favored, caused destruction like this, the adults would be angry.

"Those are just material possessions, not worth much," Noah smiled, gazing at his son. "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

Jimmy Horne had more to say, but after hearing Noah's words, he suddenly found himself speechless. He dropped his mischievousness and looked very seriously at Noah, an indescribable emotion welling up inside him. What made this man tolerate all his bad intentions?

He got up, walked over to Noah, and asked with confusion, "Why aren't you angry? We did it all on purpose."

Noah Reyes lovingly grasped his small shoulders, looking deep into his eyes. "Because I'm your daddy," he said. "A father can always tolerate his son, no matter how naughty or mischievous he gets."

Jimmy looked at him, a mixture of understanding and confusion on his face. He recalled how, at home, whenever Brother Ivan was occasionally mischievous and destructive, no matter what he damaged, the other adults would get angry. Yet, Brother Ivan's father—his eldest uncle—would only purse his lips at most. Was his eldest uncle so tolerant of Brother Ivan's occasional mischief because he was Brother Ivan's daddy?

"You... really are my daddy?" Jimmy Horne gazed at Noah Reyes, asking. Was it true? Was it because they really were father and son that they looked so alike? Was it because they really were father and son that he couldn't truly hate this man, even though Mommy had been taken advantage of? Was it because they really were father and son that this man could tolerate his pranks and mischief?

Noah Reyes's smile faded. "I am your daddy," he said very seriously. "Even if your mommy doesn't tell you the truth, nothing can change the fact that I am your daddy."

"My mommy lied to me?" Jimmy Horne couldn't believe his mommy would lie to him. He really wanted to see his daddy, really hoped to have his daddy by his side. If this man was truly his own daddy, why didn't Mommy tell him? Why would she deceive him instead?

Noah Reyes tenderly pulled him into an embrace. "Billy," he said, "your mommy has her reasons. Don't question your mommy's character, okay? It's all daddy's fault. Daddy's fault."

Jimmy Horne let himself be held, his little face etched with deep thought.

RING, RING, RING...

Noah Reyes's phone started to ring. Holding Jimmy Horne with one arm, he took out his phone with the other. Seeing the caller ID was Glades Horne, his eyes darkened slightly. He pressed the answer button and said in a low voice, "This is Noah Reyes."

"Noah Reyes, tell me honestly, has Adele also been taken away by you?" Glades Horne's voice barely suppressed his anger. If he'd been standing in front of Noah Reyes, Noah was sure he would have thrown a punch.

Adele taken away by him? Noah thought. When had he taken Adele away? In the morning, he had forcefully kissed Adele, and she had slapped him. He had spent the afternoon in the Manor using ice to reduce the swelling. It wasn't until evening that he had sneaked onto the top floor of the Tong family villa to watch his son. Could it be...

Noah Reyes calmly responded, "I haven't. But give me a few minutes to ask around. I can't guarantee what my subordinates might have done." His men all recognized Adele Horne as the leader's wife. It couldn't be helped, as he was only interested in Adele Horne, especially since she had given birth to Jimmy. The people of the Organized Group were all eagerly awaiting the day he successfully wooed Adele Horne and married her. Then, Jimmy would become the legitimate heir, the rightful young master. Young master, huh... That was what the Organized Group valued most.

"Fine, I'll give you three minutes!" Glades Horne replied sharply.

Noah Reyes immediately hung up. He released Jimmy, his face stern. He stood up, walked aside, and made a direct call to Deon Myers, who was still upstairs. When Deon answered, Noah asked in a cold tone, "Find out immediately who has taken the lady!"

Deon Myers hurriedly agreed.

Noah Reyes then made another call to Elder Alu, who had already arrived in Syrena, asking him to help with the search as well. He kept his voice very low while making the calls, fearing the two little geniuses might overhear.

Seeing him on the phone, Ivan Horne stood up and walked outside, looking somewhat bored. Jimmy also cast aside his various suspicions and followed Brother Ivan out of the Main House. Noah Reyes watched them go without stopping them. This was his domain, and it would also belong to his son in the future. It was good for his son to familiarize himself with the environment.

Outside the house, black mingled with the pure white of the street lamps; some areas were bright, others dark.

Florence Ford, her hair plaited in twin braids and dressed in a silver princess dress, wandered around the Courtyard idly. She had a pretty little face, bright big eyes, and a rosy mouth; her overall appearance made her look like a little princess.

She had begged her father to bring her to Syrena. It was a rare indulgence from the leader that allowed her to accompany him. However, ever since arriving, her father had been busy and hadn't had much time to take her out to play. At most, her father's men would take her to play in the areas surrounding the Manor. This was because the supreme leader of the Organized Group lived inside the Main House, and as a child, she was not allowed to enter for fear she might disturb him.

Occasionally, she would look at the Main House with envy.

She had heard that tonight, two handsome young boys had arrived in the Main House, one of them being the young master of the Organized Group. She really wanted to go in and play with them, but her father wouldn't allow it.