Chapter 269

The main door downstairs suddenly opened as Dillon rushed in worriedly. His eyes wandered around the hall, and what he imagined did not happen. It only then did his expression ease. He knew that Nicole had no way to cure Mr. Riddle Sr! As he thought of it, he went upstairs and found that Mr. Riddle Sr.’s room door was opened,
“It couldn’t be… right…” Dillon thought, ‘Did that old man really recover?’
He walked toward Mr. Riddle Sr.’s room in surprise as he pushed the door open undecidedly.
Mr. Riddle Sr. had already seen his silhouette and squinted his eyes as he watched his movements. Seeing that him pushing the door open to ascertain something, without any intention of coming in to see him, a cold glint flashed across Mr. Riddle Sr’s eyes as he let out a heavy grunt.
Dillon heard the grunt and was trembling in fear, almost falling down in the process. He stood back up in embarrassment and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw the old man leaning against the head of the bed, looking at him with a pair of vigorous eyes. He cursed in his heart as he ran over to Mr. Riddle Sr’s side. As he smiled flatteringly. “Dad! You’re finally well! I was worried about you!”

After saying that, he wanted to push Daniel, who had not much presence, aside.
Who knew that Mr. Riddle Sr. grabbed onto Daniel’s hand and ignored Dillon altogether as he closed his eyes and turned his head away.
He was not blind. ‘Dillon clearly did not look like he was worried about him just now.’
‘He was just here to see whether he was dead or not! He thought.
Dillon was stunned when he saw that. He looked on disbelievingly at Mr. Riddle Sr’s attitude, and his heart immediately sank.
Damien glanced at him, a glint appearing beneath his glasses.
At this moment, Steve and Sean had come home. They rushed up immediately upon arriving, and upon seeing Mr. Riddle Sr. breathing normally on the bed, they let out a sigh of relief.
Stanley, Spencer, and Samuel, too, rushed in at this moment. Seeing his grandsons, the old man slowly opened his eyes. Samuel immediately exclaimed in surprise. “Grandpa! You’re cured!” ‘Nicole really cured grandpa!’ He wanted to rush over, but Spencer immediately pulled him by the collar. “Don’t rush. Grandpa has not fully recovered yet.” It was rare that Samuel did not talk back. He could see that Mr. Riddle Sr. was weak and obediently stopped. Seeing the few calm and well-behaved grandchildren before him, a look of comfort appeared in Mr. Riddle Sr.’s eyes.
His voice was a little hoarse from his sickness, but it was still very powerful.
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