Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1418 Real or Feigned Illness

This must be David's bedroom. A wooden board divided the interior.

In front of the board, there was a set of redwood tables and chairs, with three seats on each side.

David, who was wearing a white suit, was sitting on the main redwood armchair.

As we approached him, I could see that although he was thin, he didn't seem frail, which contradicted the news we had heard on the phone, that he had been gravely ill.

Atlas's expression was cold, indicating that he had anticipated this.

However, I felt unsettled. They had claimed he was critically ill, but everything seemed fine. What was the point of that deception? Why was Celine so eager for us to return? What was her motive? Thankfully, Atlas remained composed, indicating he had anticipated this.

But that woman had said things weren't looking good when he called her. I had clearly heard her, and I knew she wasn't our nanny.

David was the first to speak, setting down his teacup and looking at us as we approached.

"If it weren't for the 'critical illness' ruse, I wouldn't have had the chance to see you." His tone was calm, but it sounded like he was reproaching us.

His words confirmed that he wasn't really ill.

And it was clear that Celine knew about this, and had participated in this deception.

It seemed that even now, David could still be influenced by Celine. This made me lose any trace of respect I had for him as an elder of the Pierce family.

was him or Celine who wanted

you were really critically ill." Atlas's tone was

Atlas didn't

shifted from Atlas to me, and there was a dim and unclear light in his eyes as he stared for a few seconds

and frail appearance, I could still see traces of his

have

he was younger. All the men

family were

old

exuded a sense of

vitality and spirit, indicating that he was in excellent

was very indifferent, and tinged with a hint

reined in the awe

you married?"

"Yes," Atlas answered firmly.

of me as your grandpa?"

do you really think of me as your grandson?" Atlas met David's gaze squarely, asking the question without any deference. David just stared

David snorted. "You haven't set foot in this place for years,

your life, so I didn't want to disturb you." Atlas's reply

was widely known

life without interference from the outside world. I really didn't know why he was trying to blame someone else

was a moment of silence in the