Chapter 329

Before Timothy had even finished speaking with the family doctor for the Lawsons, his phone buzzed again—this time it was Naylor Lawson, sounding frantic.

"Timothy, you need to get to the hospital, quick! Your grandfather just collapsed!"

Timothy's response was curt. "If he's collapsed, call the doctor. What do you want me to do? I'm not a doctor-I can't treat him."

Without waiting for an answer, he hung up.

On the other end, Naylor glared at the phone in frustration. "That ungrateful brat! Even when his grandfather falls ill, he won't come home!"

Realizing his ruse wasn't working, Phelps opened his eyes and snapped, "You two, think of something! I want Timothy back here now!"

Naylor blinked, confused. "Dad, you're not even unconscious?"

a glare. "What, disappointed

said, "No wonder Timothy won't come back- he probably guessed you

disgruntled. Having a clever, hard-headed grandson- he wasn't sure if it

new idea struck Phelps. "Naylor, listen-go to the cemetery and damage Timothy's mother's headstone. Then

mind? You want me to vandalize Hannah's grave? What if her spirit comes after me

and the blessings of the departed mattered; you didn't mess around with the dead. Some things,

me, are you more afraid of Hannah's ghost coming for you at night, or of Timothy ending up

eyebrow. "Timothy's in trouble with

it."

else would ask you to touch Hannah's grave? Or do you think by

stunt didn't work, there was no way

no argument. "Short of something happening to his mother, you tell me what else could possibly get Timothy back here right now? If you can't think of anything better,

didn't dare ask anyone else to don such thing. Resigned, he gathered a few offerings and went to the cemetery himself. Setting them by Hannah's headstone,

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