Chapter 2557

Sylvia kept eating her pasta, casually asking, “Doesn't your grandfather live here?"

A faint smile flickered across Eugene's face. "My grandparents have been separated for almost twenty years now."

Sylvia paused, surprised.

Eugene glanced down, his voice calm but distant. "Twenty years ago, my grandfather fell in love with his secretary. He wanted to marry her and was set on divorcing my grandmother. I remember clinging to my grandma, refusing to let go, and that's the only reason the divorce didn't go through."

Sylvia frowned. "How old were you then?"

"Maybe six or seven," Eugene replied. "My parents were always busy when I was a kid, so I grew up with my grandma. I was closer to her than anyone. I was still a child, but I could sense that if my grandpa left, her life would be miserable. So I did everything I could to stop it. Luckily, my grandfather cared for me enough that he didn't go through with the divorce."

"But after that, Grandma moved here and refused to see him. Grandfather brought that woman to live with him, and she's been part of the Winters family for almost twenty years now. Most people just assume she's my grandmother."

"I hated my grandfather for a long time. I couldn't forgive that woman either. I'd constantly go against her, and every time, my father would hit me. After that, I'd always run away to stay with Grandma."

the bruises on Eugene's face, "Did your father

puzzled, Sylvia asked, "But why did your father accept it? Isn't your grandma

two sons. My father's the eldest. He was worried my dad would cause trouble, so he promised him an extra ten percent of the company shares. That was enough for my father to go along with it, even try to please my grandfather, and

at Sylvia. "Isn't it ridiculous? Your own mother, and she's worth less than a bit

pain in his eyes and didn't know what

heard stories about the scheming and betrayals in wealthy families-how people could turn on each other for profit, how love and loyalty were


talk about this over dinner. Let's

nodding as she bent her head over

finished eating,

Ms. Jarvis to keep

"The pasta was

a little flustered, glancing at Eugene before smiling shyly at Sylvia. "If you enjoyed it, Ms.

meant to be polite, so she just smiled and nodded, not bothering to correct

garden, Grandma Winters greeted them with a warm smile. "Did you

back. "Yes, thank

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