Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 258

Yates hung his head and let out a wry laugh, “Lia, do adults ever really see us as grown up?"

Cordelia paused, unsure of what to say.

Taking a deep breath, Yates began, "Grandpa said it's not yet time for me to know."

He recalled coming home, expecting to have a calm conversation with his grandfather, but instead found the old man slouched on the couch, his back bent, seeming years older, yet still straining to sit up straight.

They talked for a long time that afternoon.

Grandpa shared a lot with him.

Initially, Grandpa spoke of the pain of outliving his own child, Yates' father, which tugged painfully at Yates' heart.

Eventually, Grandpa said, "In my life, I have but one wish, and that is for you to live well. There are things I've kept from you because you were too young, but even now, you're not ready to know, nor do you have the capacity."

Yates objected, "Grandpa, I'm grown up."

Mr. Hackett sighed, "Do you really want me to endure the pain of losing your father, only to potentially lose you too before my time is up?"

Yates could feel his grandfather's exhaustion and understood his feelings, but-

He didn't want to live his life in a haze, just turning 18 and spending his remaining days confined in Greenmeadow, did he?

my own path in

at him for a long moment

asked, "What

field. I can't trust your abilities just yet. If you can prove to me that you're capable by getting into either Superiority College or Top Crest Academy, I'll tell

to himself, how could

year of relentless studying, getting into the

are far more complex. If you can't even master learning, how can I trust you to face the challenges that took your

perished without leaving even a whole body behind. If you can't match them, how can

grandfather was a

know you've got that girl trying to dig up information for you. Let me be clear: that's classified. Without my permission, no one will tell you

made up his mind, no amount of bargaining from Yates could change it. Even the police officer Lia had approached,

only one

hearing Yates recount everything,

any tutor, but none knew the

with the Little Parrot arts exam season over and classes resuming, tutoring one more

our study sessions every afternoon to

Grateful, Yates nodded.

pen, assigned Yates his tasks for the day, and promised to prepare some questions that night for him to tackle the next morning, aiming to gauge his

"Alright."

plan, they went their

selecting about two hundred that covered all necessary topics

heading downstairs, she overheard Sanderson on a call. He was talking about Bill, who had apparently started a new energy company and was now in Greenmeadow, sparking

hanging up, looked serious. He and his