Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 241: Marriage Is Like Rebirth

Damon Hawke’s dark eyes were heavy as he couldn’t agree with his bold conjectures.

Could the mastermind really be Gabriel Miles?

If it were truly Gabriel, why would he kill to silence someone?

Jack Clarke was the driver back then, why would he want Jack to run down Lina Quinn?

Wasn’t Lina Quinn just an ordinary woman?

What was his reason for doing this?

Damon Hawke thought he might be overthinking, and looked at the sky outside the window with a heavy expression.

Gabriel Miles has arranged to meet him tomorrow, so they’ll discuss it after the meeting.

The next day.

Damon Hawke went to the old mansion to have breakfast with his two sons.

The two little ones looked at him eagerly, full of expectation.

Damon Hawke patted their little heads and said softly, "Don’t worry, I’ve said I’ll find a way to rescue your mommy. Let’s eat."

The two little ones exchanged glances, nodded, and were served breakfast by the two elders of the Hawke Family.

Vinny Hawke came downstairs and said ambiguously, "Tom, why did you retract the press release about you and Samantha? Aren’t you supposed to meet Gabriel Miles later? At this time, you should keep an undefined relationship with Samantha to make it easier to ask him for help in rescuing Elara Don."

Upon hearing this, Damon Hawke frowned and looked at her with slightly cold eyes.

"Sis, please be cautious with your words in front of the children. What is unclear between Samantha and me?"

"If there was nothing unclear, why would you retract the press release? Guilty conscience?"

Vinny Hawke said deliberately, "Isn’t it just having dinner and strolling with her, and attending a concert together? What’s the big deal!"

She was angry about Damon’s attitude towards her, insisting on provoking him.

The two little ones, upon hearing this, simultaneously looked at Damon Hawke, their little brows furrowed, quite angry.

"Dad, so you didn’t rescue mommy yesterday because you were with another woman?"

"Dad, you really let us down."

Faced with the angry gaze of the two little ones, Damon Hawke patiently explained, "Listen to me, the news was all fabricated by reporters. I retracted it because I didn’t want your mommy to misunderstand when she saw it. Don’t worry, my heart is only for your mommy."

Upon hearing this, the anger in the eyes of the two little ones slightly subsided.

Vinny Hawke added from the side, "Tom, even if the news is fabricated by reporters, I still need to remind you who can really help you, who can truly be your wise partner. Samantha, she..."

"Mom, let me ask you one question."

Damon Hawke interrupted Vinny Hawke, "Evelyn Miles is an only child; if I were to marry her, are you certain she would treat the two kids as her own? If I had children with her, are you certain that our family wouldn’t end up like other wealthy families, fighting to the death over inheritance rights?"

These words left Vinny Hawke speechless.

She hadn’t considered that far.

She only thought Damon Hawke was her son and wanted to arrange a powerful in-law for him as his support.

"Alright, let’s stop talking and eat."

Grandpa Hawthorne saw the stalemate and tried to mediate.

Madam Hawke tugged at Vinny Hawke, signaling her to stop talking.

Vinny Hawke pursed her lips, stopped talking, and quietly continued her breakfast.

After breakfast, Damon Hawke personally took the two children to kindergarten, then went to the company to handle urgent files.

When the appointed time arrived, he went to the Elegant Tea Bar in South City.

"Tom."

At the same time, Evelyn Miles also drove over.

Damon Hawke glanced back at her and nodded slightly in greeting.

Evelyn Miles thought of something, her eyes twinkling, "Sorry, Tom, I didn’t know reporters would be following yesterday."

To maintain her innocent image, she had to state her position first.

Damon Hawke looked at her deeply, "No worries, the truth will prevail."

Did she really not know?

Everything yesterday seemed like a coincidence.

The two entered a private room, and the server helped open the door. Inside, Gabriel Miles was already waiting.

He was sitting on the sofa, brewing tea for himself.

"Uncle."

Evelyn Miles called sweetly.

Gabriel Miles looked up and smiled slightly, "You’re both here."

"Uncle Miles."

Damon Hawke greeted him.

"Sit down."

Gabriel Miles spoke calmly, and Damon Hawke and Evelyn Miles both sat across from him.

"Have some tea."

Gabriel Miles poured them both a cup of tea; Damon Hawke thanked him and took a sip.

"How does it taste?"

Gabriel Miles asked Damon Hawke.

"Uncle Miles always has good taste."

Damon Hawke replied politely.

Gabriel Miles smiled slightly and said, "Tom, you’re no longer young. Have you considered settling down?"

Upon hearing this, Damon Hawke was a bit startled and looked at Gabriel, waiting for his next words.

Gabriel Miles continued, "Tom, as you’ve said, Uncle Miles has good taste, so you should listen to Uncle Miles, right?"

"What do you want to say, Uncle?" Damon asked.

"I want to say that for both men and women, marriage is like a rebirth. A good rebirth leads to success and a lifetime of influence. A bad one can leave you with nothing in old age."

Gabriel Miles spoke mildly, yet his words carried a deeper implication.

Damon Hawke felt a subtle understanding.

Was Gabriel Miles trying to match him with Evelyn Miles?

"Uncle Miles makes a valid point. But I believe marriage isn’t a transaction. If I were to marry, I wouldn’t consider how much benefit my wife would bring. I would only follow my heart and marry for love."

These words caused Gabriel Miles’s expression to turn somber.

"Tom, you must have gathered my intent for inviting you here today?"

Damon Hawke was not naive; he should have caught the undertones of his words.

"Please, go on."

"Tom, yesterday I helped you deal with business matters for Samantha’s sake. Last night, Samantha called again, asking me to smooth over your personal matters."

Gabriel Miles looked at Damon Hawke, "I can help, but I’m not idle. There’s no such thing as help without reason in this world. If we have no relation, why should I help you repeatedly?"

Damon Hawke was momentarily speechless.

Sitting beside him, Evelyn Miles saw him not speaking and chose the right moment to act affectionately.

"Uncle, aren’t you veering off-topic? Didn’t you promise me to help yesterday? Just for my sake, help Tom once more."

She needed to extricate herself.

She couldn’t let Damon Hawke think she and Gabriel Miles were colluding to use Elara Don’s situation to threaten him.

This was purely Gabriel Miles’s unilateral wish.

"You silly child, don’t speak. Uncle is no saint, nor do I wish to play hero."

Gabriel Miles deliberately put on a stern face, "You’re my favorite niece. Were it not for seeing your feelings for this boy, do you think I have nothing better to do? Remember, nowadays, an owed favor is not something easy to owe."