Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 239 I Got Something on Him

Sent someone to help him move? More like tossing his stuff out.

"Alaric!" Ambrose was fuming at the thought of such humiliation.

"I told you, no need to thank me," Alaric said without even looking up. "The project's due in less than a month. Mr. Vale, you've been running between home and the site. Better for you to stay on-site to ensure quality. I'll personally inspect it. My standards are strict. If I'm not satisfied, I'll deduct from your payment."

Ambrose clenched his fists. If it weren't for his plan, he would've punched Alaric.

"Fine, I get it," Ambrose said through gritted teeth. "You caught me off guard this time. If you're targeting me, we'll see!"

Ambrose stormed out. After he left, Alaric's gaze sharpened.

Denny, waiting at Nexus Innovations' entrance, saw Ambrose and hurried over. "How'd it go, Mr. Vale? Did Alaric give you a hard time?" Ambrose said nothing and got into the car. Denny quickly followed.

"Stellan's loan, the shop, and the house across from the shop-he knows about all of it," Ambrose said.

Denny was shocked. "How? Those are secret. How could Alaric know?"

"I underestimated him," Ambrose sneered. Alaric knew everything.

"Is he switching construction companies?" Denny asked.

"No," Ambrose replied. "The entertainment center's almost done. He won't switch now."

"So, he's planning to settle the scores after the project's finished?"

"Pretty much," Ambrose sneered. "Settle the scores with me? Once the project's over, he has no leverage. I got something on him."

Ambrose looked at Denny. "Been keeping an eye on Cormac?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Vale. Everything's under control," Denny said, disdainful. "Cormac's unloading cargo at a dock, doing manual labor. He's exhausted every day. I don't get it. He might as well be dead." Ambrose snorted. "He can't die yet. I need him to deal with Alaric."

"Got it, Mr. Vale. I think so too. Since he's useful, he can't die," Denny said.

Cormac, pampered all his life, was struggling with the physical demands of unloading cargo. Ten hours a day of back-breaking labor, no breaks, no easing in.

His body couldn't adapt. At first, he had muscle aches, but he gradually got used to it.

One day, Cormac slipped and fell, tearing his clothes and scraping his hands and knees.

"Cormac, does it hurt?" Aurora asked, startled by his condition. She quickly grabbed a first aid kit and started treating his wounds.

Aurora's technique was surprisingly professional.

"It's just a small scrape. It doesn't hurt," Cormac said, impressed. "You're so young. How do you know so much about treating wounds?"

"My dad's been sick for years, so I had to learn to take care of him," Aurora explained.

The saying "kids from tough backgrounds grow up faster" fit Aurora perfectly.

"So, do you want to be a doctor when you grow up?"

"Yes!" Aurora beamed. "Cormac, you're so smart to guess that. Ever since my dad got sick, I've been reading medical books and learning nursing skills. The more I read, the more I like it. I want to be a doctor to help people and make their families less sad."

Cormac felt touched in his heart. Aurora was indeed a kind soul.

"You're amazing. With your grades, you'll definitely be admitted into the best medical school," Cormac said.

Aurora was always top of her class, acing almost every subject-a true prodigy. Despite her tough environment and caring for her sick dad, she excelled in her studies.

"I hope so," Aurora said, eyes full of hope. "When I start earning money, I'll repay you so you won't have to work so hard."

"Repay? I'm homeless. You took me in. I should be thanking you. What do you have to repay me for?"

"Just having you here to keep me company and take care of me makes you my benefactor," Aurora said seriously. "Even though I knew my dad would leave me, I was still very sad when he passed away. But you came, and it felt like my dad was protecting me in another way. I'm not sad anymore."

Aurora smiled. "I thought I'd be sent to an orphanage after my dad passed away. This old building is almost empty. I was really scared those first few nights alone. Luckily, you came. With you here, I'm not scared anymore."

Cormac's eyes welled up. The more he got to know Aurora, the more he cared for her.

He pulled Aurora into his arms, ruffling her hair to comfort her without saying a word.

"Oh no, don't move your hand. I just applied the medicine," Aurora said, quickly reapplying it. "You and my dad are the same. Always so stubborn! I used to tell my dad to take it easy and get some rest, but did he ever listen? Nope!" Cormac just listened to Aurora's complaints.

"The medicine is applied. Don't get it wet for the next couple of days, and don't—"

"I'm a doctor. If you really want to study medicine, I can teach you. You don't need to tell me these basic things about small injuries," Cormac said.

"You're a doctor?" Aurora's eyes lit up with admiration. "Really? Are you really a doctor?"