Chapter 276

Deanna let out a weary sigh.

"After your grandfather woke up, he was finally starting to recover. But once he heard about your uncle's latest stunt, he got all worked up again. The doctor says he can't take any more shocks, or things could get much worse."

Victor pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Dorian lay in the massive bed, surrounded by medical equipment—heart monitor, ventilator, even a full set of surgical tools nearby. In the adjoining room, five top specialists stood ready for any emergency.

Nearly eighty, Dorian's hair was thin and white, but even now, the aura of his younger, legendary self lingered on his face.

At the sound of the door, he opened his eyes slowly.

A nurse hurried over, raising the head of the bed so he could see better.

Dorian's gaze was still sharp as ever. He fixed it on Victor, his voice old yet commanding: “How did things go in Europe?"

"No issues," Victor replied coolly.

fall, hoping for a

the sentence before a fit of

nurse stepped forward to help him take a

last twenty years building a new conglomerate in Europe-a criminal empire, really, with more than half

for revenge, dealing the Fitzgerald Group a brutal

as ice. "Don't worry. I won't let

smile flickering at

you're gone, there's no telling what'll become of the Fitzgerald

brat!" Dorian snapped, though a faint trace of

days at Oxford, had founded X Capital Ventures and made a name for himself on Wall Street. If Victor hadn't returned to take the helm, his own business empire might

is to see the Fitzgerald family and LS Capital Holdings joined by marriage. This

narrowed, his expression unreadable. He didn't

he opened his mouth to speak,

Deanna by his side, quietly shaking

on the living room sofa, looking bored and distant—though it was clear he was irritated. He crossed his legs and reached for a teacup on the table, taking

finest leaves and the

cool as

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