The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

At this moment, Rawson was busy investigating the poisoning case, which concerned the safety of the old lady and the two young masters. How could he spare the time to care about the life and death of a long-forgotten crazy woman?

He waved his hand wearily and ordered his men, "Go find a few people to take care of the body and bury it simply. Keep it quiet."

"Yes." The subordinate took the order and left in a hurry.

When Sanbao and Sibao heard that their daddy and mommy were coming, they ran over with their short legs.

"Daddy! Mommy!" The two little guys rushed over.

Su Yutang quickly squatted down, looked at her two sons carefully, and asked with concern: "Are you two okay? Are you scared?"

She was referring to the poisoning incident.

Sanbao and Sibao shook their heads and replied obediently, "We're fine, and so is grandma. Don't worry, Mommy."

Sanbao seemed to have remembered something, his face became a little serious, and he added: "But we just heard that the crazy woman who was locked up in the backyard is dead."

Rawson sighed and nodded in confirmation, "Yes, but at this moment, Mr. Bron certainly doesn't have the mind or energy to care about the Second Madam."

What's more, Mr. Bloom had no feelings for the second lady.

If the Second Lady had not given birth to Mr. Lawrence, she would have...

The only reason she was kept until now was because she gave birth to Master Lawrence.

Sanbao and Sibao had only met the crazy woman by chance. They didn't have any feelings for her, but they just felt that she was weird, especially at this critical moment.

My impression of her was that she had disheveled hair, a dull look in her eyes, and she was constantly muttering to herself. She was indeed very crazy.

Sibao whispered, "The last time we passed by, she thought we were her sons... She watched us talking nonsense non-stop..." Thinking about it now, it's still a bit creepy.

Upon hearing this, Rawson's tone was filled with a rare hint of pity: "Alas, after all, she was a pitiful person. She's been crazy her whole life, mad and mad. Now her son is gone, and she herself is gone too... Perhaps this is a kind of relief for her."

But this "relief" came too coincidentally, just when Bron was critically ill and someone was poisoning him, which inevitably makes people feel suspicious.

But now, there are obviously more important things to deal with.

The death of an insignificant, long-forgotten madwoman was quickly brushed aside.

Everyone's attention once again returned to finding the real culprit of the poisoning and Bron's condition.

Rawson said he had checked the surveillance footage and questioned all the maids who were close to the old lady and the two young masters, but found no clues. They all insisted that they had done nothing.

Of course, even if one of them really did it, they would never admit it.

However, the defense and monitoring systems of Bron Castle are already world-class, and someone was able to poison the old lady and the two young masters without leaving any traces... This person's methods are really amazing.

Su Yutang asked: "How is Braun doing now? Who is taking care of him?"

Rawson replied, "The master is with the old lady herself, so he's fine for now. The master said he wants to be alone with the old lady during his final days and not see anyone else."

As he spoke of the latter part, Rawson's eyes became red.

Su Yutang asked again: "You mean, they are the only two together?"

Rosen seemed to think this was normal and nodded, "Yes, the master insisted that the old lady accompany him. There are also elite guards guarding the master's room, so it is very safe. Is there any problem?"

Su Yutang was still worried, but she couldn't tell what it was.

She looked at Lawson and said, "Lawson, I'm a little worried. You should go to Bron's room and keep watch. Let us investigate the poisoning."

Rawson: “Okay.”

After saying that, Rawson hurried towards Bron's bedroom.

......

In the bedroom, the heavy curtains were half-open, letting in some daylight.

Bron did not lie weakly in bed as usual, but put on an extremely sophisticated, straight and handsome retro outfit.

Wearing a well-tailored black velvet jacket, a snow-white lace scarf, and even a waist tie, he looked like a noble earl who had walked out of an oil painting from the last century.

With his face that was a blend of the blood of four countries, deep features, and a handsomeness that was a bit too much, at this moment, he actually exuded an amazing charm that was like a last glimmer of light.

He had obviously dressed up carefully, and then asked Rawson to invite Shu Shan over.

When Shu Shan pushed the door open and walked in, Bron's eyes lit up instantly.

Shu Shan also changed into new clothes.

It's her favorite pink princess dress.

The fluffy skirt, embellished with tiny pearls, made her look twenty years younger, as if time had been taken back to her girlhood.

But the glint in Bron's eyes was quickly suppressed. He looked away, his tone deliberately calm, even a little awkwardly sarcastic: "You really are the same as always... You like pink, and it hasn't changed in decades."

Humph.

Isn’t it just because her lover gave her a pink dress back then that she has liked it for decades?

Shu Shan just smiled and didn't respond.

After a long silence, Bron finally seemed to be unable to help himself and added in a low voice: "But it suits you very well. It looks good."

In his memory, Shu Shan should be the lively and bright girl in a pink dress, who will always remain eighteen years old.

He had already ordered his servants to bring some light dishes and a pot of red wine that looked very old to the room.

He asked Shu Shan to sit down at the small round table by the window.

Shu Shan looked at the pot of wine and frowned slightly: "Why are you drinking suddenly?"

Bron snorted softly, like a willful boy: "When we were young, you always controlled me and didn't let me drink. Can't I be willful for once?"

Hearing this, Shu Shan also snorted softly: "Don't think I don't know. I heard from Luo Ersen that you often drink secretly behind my back."

Braum: “…”

This Rawlson... is too talkative!

He pinched his nose and said in a weak voice, "Very few, you can count them on one hand."

Shu Shan said tolerantly, "I know. Since you want to drink, drink it again."

As she spoke, she reached out to take the wine jug and gracefully poured a glass of dark red wine into the glass in front of him.

Bron watched her pour the wine with a deep look in his eyes, and suddenly said, "I want you to have a drink with me, okay?"

Shu Shan paused in pouring the wine.

She raised her eyes and met Bronn's.

She didn't ask why, but was silent for a moment, then took another empty wine glass and filled it slowly.

After pouring, she pushed one of the cups in front of Bron.