Chapter 169 The teacup shattered against the back of Hendrixs head , and blood began to seep through his hair , trickling down his neck .
Ophelia froze in place while Grant rushed forward .
Mr.
Freeman , are you alright ? This- Before he could finish , Hendrix raised a hand , blocking Grant from checking on his injury .

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He then pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his neck .
Once that was done , he turned to Beatrice and asked in a cold , emotionless voice , Whats his name ? Beatrice visibly trembled at the question before looking at him in disbelief .
Hendrix simply stood there , meeting her gaze , as if patiently waiting for her answer .
After a moment , when it became clear she wasnt going to respond , he simply nodded and pulled out his phone to have someone investigate the matter .
Beatrice knew Hendrix well , so she immediately understood his intentions the moment he took out his phone .
Without hesitation , she grabbed his hand to stop him .
What are you doing ? If you wont tell me , Ill just have someone look into it myself , replied Hendrix matter of factly .
And what would you do after you found out ? She lowered her eyes .
This is my personal life .
Hendrix let out a low chuckle .
Is that so ? But arent you the Mrs.
Freeman ? So , how could you be in a relationship with another man ? Dad isnt around anymore , and Grandma is getting on with age .
Can you really bear to see her upset ? It might have sounded like Hendrix was concerned about Ophelia , but to Beatrice , it sounded more like ruthlessness .
She knew what he really cared about and it definitely wasnt Ophelias feelings .
No.
What he really cared about was the company shares under Ophelias name .
He was well aware he would also be implicated if Beatrice made Ophelia mad .
Such a clear and undeniable conflict of interests made Beatrice break out in a cold sweat on the spot .
She stared at Hendrix standing before her , and for a moment , she felt a chill in her heart .
Hendrix turned toward Ophelia .
Grandma , why dont you head up first ? Ill have a proper discussion with Mom .
about this .
Dont worry .
I promise Ill handle this properly Ophelia still bore traces of anger on her face , but after talding a look at Hendrix at the blood on his head she ultimately chose to suppress her emotions .
She shot a final glance at Beatrice before signaling her handmaid to help her upstairs .
Soon enough , the other household staff in the living room quietly withdrew as well , leaving only Hendrix and Beatrice behind .
The bleeding on Hendrixs head had already stopped .
He calmly folded the bloodstained handkerchief and tucked it into his pocket .
Then , his gaze shifted toward Beatrice .
Well ? Have you made your decision ? Are you going to end the relationship yourself , or shall I do it for you ? Beatrice scoffed .
Why should I end the relationship ? Hendrix , I am your mother .
I know that very well .
Hendrix smiled faintly at her .
But isnt what Im doing now exactly what youve taught me since I was a child ? That everything should be approached from the perspective of gaining something ? And wasnt it you who once said that Im not the only heir to the family business ? Arent you just dragging me down by causing a scene like this ? There was a trace of confusion in Hendrixs voice , as if he genuinely couldnt understand why Beatrice was behaving so at odds with what she thought .
Or is it that , in your eyes , my sacrifices are a given , but when it comes to yourself , it suddenly becomes a matter of true love above all ?