Chapter 692 Secretly making tactics

"Mom, you're holding one in your arms right now, aren't you?" Bailey was dumbfounded, wondering is it true that every Christmas his mother had to urge them to get married?

"Your father values children, so of course he wants you all to have children too. But Otis has fallen in love with Helena, and you're such a playboy. Douglas is still young... I'm so worried..." Sophie pitifully counted the "bitterness" in her heart.

Bailey knew that his mother was about to start talking about him when he heard the word "playboy". In order to prevent her from turning on him, Bailey didn't hesitate to attack Otis.

"Otis, are you still in touch with Helena?"

Otis's gaze turned cold, causing Bailey's entire body to tremble. However, he continued, "Helena's not bad. You don't want to miss out on such a good woman..."

"Bailey..." Otis gritted his teeth. Did he have to bring it up?

"I'm going to wake Douglas up!" Bailey saw Otis's eyes change and stepped away from the scene.

Sophie and Otis were dumbfounded as Bailey ran up to the second floor. When he disappeared, Sophie said to Otis,

"Otis, Bailey's right, too."

Otis came back earlier than Arthur. Because he was in a hurry, Sophie did not talk to him and was also very worried about his and Helena's situation.

"I know," Otis whispered, lowering his eyes.

Sophie couldn't help but feel sorry for Otis when she saw him with a worried look on his face.

"Your father and I are to blame. If we hadn't had a beef with Esmae, you and Arthur wouldn't be having such a hard time."

"Mom, don't say that..." Otis dreaded the thought.

"If not, I'm going to apologize to Esmae, so you..." Sophie was anxious and said it radically.

"Mom, don't be silly!" Otis stopped her immediately. He put his arm around her and said,Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"No one can predict the consequences of everything they do. You didn't hide Esmae because you wanted to hurt her. She just couldn't figure it out. How can it all be your fault?"

"Well..." Sophie had heard this a thousand times from her husband, Lucia and her sons, but Sophie still felt guilty.

"Mom, it is Christmas now. We are gonna be happy. Let's not talk about this, okay?" When Otis saw the sadness in his mother's eyes, he felt sorry for her.

"Fine, I won't. Lucia and the bbay rarely stay at home. I don't want to look miserable," she said, looking down at the baby in arms just as the baby happened to meet her eyes. The little baby let out a cute little cry. Her little mouth curled up, and for a moment Sophie forgot all her worries and burst into laughter.

Otis was relieved to see his mother smile, but... Helena's name came up again and again, and he really missed her.

"Let's go find Lucia and Arthur and see what they're doing," Otis said to his mother as a distraction.

Sophie nodded and the two left the living room together and headed for the garden.

As soon as Sophie and Otis left, Spencer quietly appeared on the stairs on the second floor. He walked slowly down the stairs, looking around to see what was happening. The Edwins weren't there, and the living room was occasionally scurried by servants. Spencer took the opportunity to go to the phone in the living room and start making phone calls.

Spencer's way of making calls was very strange. He only dialed for about ten seconds at a time. Once it was picked up, he would hang up immediately. After a few times, the person started calling back as if he or she could not stand the harassment. Then, Spencer picked up the phone.

"Hello, have you been calling?"

"Yes, I was wondering if Helena is there?"

"Miss Brown? And you are, sir?"

"Is she here?"

"Sir, would you please tell me your name first?"

"Forget it."

Spencer hung up the phone and quickly returned upstairs. It was up to fate whether his plan would work or not.

The Davies had no idea what Spencer was doing, but on the other end of the line, inside Brown Manor, the servant, who had received several harassing phone calls, looked confused.

Just then, Esmae came into the living room, saw the servant holding the phone in a daze, and asked her,

"Rina, what's going on?"

"Ma'am," Rina said, startled, turning to Esmae.

"It's like this. Just now, there was a call that kept coming in, but he didn't say anything after answering it. It wasn't until I called him back that he said he wanted to look for Miss Brown. I was afraid that he was harassing Miss Brown, so I asked him for his name first. But he just didn't say anything. He even hung up the phone directly under my repeated questioning. I was just wondering..."

Esmae frowned and asked Rina, "What's the number?"

Someone who knew her home number and asked for Helena by name was no stranger.

The servant put down the phone and looked at the number, then reported it to Esmae.

The number was familiar to Esmae, though she hadn't dialed it herself.

She didn't even think about it. That call must have been from Otis!

Helena had been under her own surveillance and had never contacted him before. He must have been desperate to use such a trick to call her at home!

Coward!

Esmae did not hesitate to judge Otis's character.

"Go and call her down. I want to talk to Helena," said Esmae, with a grave look on her face.

"Yes," Rina replied and quickly went upstairs to ask Helena to come down. Helena did not know what had happened yet. When she came to the living room and was about to ask her mother, she realized that her expression was not right. She immediately and cleverly chose to be silent first.

"Come here. I want to ask you something," said Esmae calmly, sitting on the sofa.

"Mom... What's wrong?" Helena asked carefully as she sat down next to her mother.

"You still have a relationship with Otis, don't you?" Esmae asked, turning her head to look her in the eyes.

Helena frowned slightly, puzzled. During this period of time, her mother no longer paid attention to this matter. Why suddenly brought up?

She had originally planned to be a little more obedient during Christmas, waiting for her mother to let her guard down before slowly persuading her. Even if she didn't agree, she could still take the opportunity to sway her a little bit, but now her plan seemed to have been disrupted. What the hell was going on?

Helena wasn't sure, so she whispered, "Mom, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"