Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 214 Maybe the High and Mighty Mr. Alaric Doesn't Need Friends at All.

Alaric felt particularly heavy-hearted after visiting Griffon at the police station. He opened his phone to check the

news, and sure enough, the FBI had found evidence of tax evasion by the Nash group.

The back taxes and fines amounted to a significant sum. Coupled with Griffon's criminal activities, the

confiscation of property, and the forced auction of their house, the Nash family was utterly ruined overnight, left

with nothing. Alaric sighed deeply. He had never imagined things would turn out this way. He took out his phone

and called Silas, "Calculate the Nash family's current debt situation. Keep an eye on Cormac's hospital and try to

minimize the impact on it." Silas said helplessly, "Mr. Knight. With such a major incident involving the Nash

family, how can Mr. Nash's hospital not be affected? The hospital was sealed off early this morning. The Nash

family's influence was too widespread. Now that they've gone bankrupt, everyone from rival businesses to

curious netizens is eager to see them fall, fearing they might still have a chance to recover."

Alaric replied, "I understand. Just calculate the Nash family's debt situation as soon as possible."

Silas said, "Okay, Mr. Knight."

As soon as Alaric finished his call with Silas, his phone rang again. It was Galatea.

Alaric answered the call. "Hello, Galatea."

Galatea said anxiously, "Alaric, there are a lot of reporters outside the hospital, and Cormac is about to be

discharged. | really can't handle it."

"lI understand. I'll be right there." Alaric hung up and immediately drove to the hospital.

The Nash family's news was explosive, with all major media outlets covering it and many netizens watching the

unfold.

"The Nash family really got what they deserved. Orion had no acting skills, no figure, and was only propped up

by her father's capital. | never thought her father would be such a malicious person. | can't even feel sorry for

her death." "The Nash family is full of villains. They deserve it!"

"Please thoroughly investigate his son. Griffon is a sly old fox and might have transferred assets in advance.

Don't let any of them slip through the cracks."

The intewas filled with cheers for the Nash family's downfall, with everyone feeling justice had been served.

When Alaric arrived at the hospital, the entrance was indeed crowded with reporters, all clamoring to see

Cormac.

Alaric couldn't deal with these annoying reporters at the moment. He called his subordinates to drive them away

and quickly ran to the inpatient department. Galatea said with concern, "Cormac, your current condition doesn't

allow you to be discharged."

Cormac was too weak and even needed nutritional injections to recover.

"I'm fine," Cormac replied coldly to Galatea. He was about to leave the ward when he cface to face with

Alaric.

Seeing Alaric again, Cormac's eyes no longer held the warmth they once did. Instead, they were cold and

distant.

"Galatea, please leave," Alaric said gently to her.

"Okay," Galatea replied and left the room.

After Galatea left, only Cormac and Alaric remained in the ward, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

"Cormac, your health is important. Whatever you want to do, tell me, and | can do it for you. Wait until you

recover before being discharged," Alaric said.

Cormac replied harshly, "I'm not that fragile. | wouldn't dare trouble Mr. Knight to do things for me."

Alaric felt particularly hurt by Cormac's words and quickly explained, "Cormac, we're friends. Helping each other

is what friends do."

"Friends?" Cormac laughed self-deprecatingly and looked at Alaric. "Did you ever really considera friend? It

was always just my wishful thinking."

Cormac's eyes flickered, and he continued, "We grew up together, and I'm a year older than you. When we were

kids, | always wanted to be your big brother. | was always eager to play with you and tutor you, but you never

needed it. Many of our friends toldyou didn't likeand that | shouldn't play with you. But I still enjoyed

following you around. | thought your parents’ constant arguing made you aloof and unwilling to make friends, but

deep down, you were a good person."

"Later, when you joined the military, | was always the one calling to check on you. But every t| called, you

were impatient and toldnot to call because you were busy. So, | stopped calling. When you were severely

injured and in a coma, even though | was abroad, | constantly worried about you. | consulted medical experts at

every academic conference, fearing you might never wake up."

"Looking back, it was alwaysthinking I understood you, always my wishful thinking that we were brothers.

But it wasn't like that. True friendship is equal, and we never were. Maybe the high and mighty Mr. Knight never

needed friends." "Cormac." Alaric's heart ached, and he was at a loss for words.

Cormac laughed again and firmly said, "If my role in your world was always dispensable, why do you consider me

a friend now? Out of pity? No need. Since the Knight family and the Nash family have already broken ties, let's

leave it at that. From now on, we won't see each other again."

Not seeing each other again?

After Cormac said this, the atmosphere beceven more dead silent. They had grown up together, even

though they hadn't spent much ttogether over the years. But they had been a part of each other's lives for

over twenty years. Not seeing each other again?

"I don't want to see you again," Cormac said.

"Cormac," Alaric's heart ached uncontrollably. He hurriedly explained, "I'm really sorry about this. | never

expected things to turn out this way. | didn't want this outceither."

Cormac smiled. "It doesn't matter. You have nothing to apologize for. It's Griffon who wronged the Knight family.

If Orion's accident had nothing to do with you, then you have even less to apologize for. This is just fate, and it

shows we're not meant to be on the spath."

After saying this, Cormac turned and walked out, saying, "I hope this is the last twe meet. Don't come

looking foragain. My life or death has nothing to do with you."

With that, Cormac strode out, leaving Alaric feeling something was blocking his chest. He took a deep breath.

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