Chapter 273

Caleb, your grandpa passed away, and you’re up to bat for the funeral, Henry said, his Yolce somber as he stepped out of the car.

I eyed him with suspicion, knowing full well his visit wasn’t solely motivated by funeral arrangements.

“Your grandpa’s body is still at the morgue, waiting for a direct family member to sign off on the cremation. You wouldn’t want to leave him in limbo, would you?” Henry said, his face the picture of compassion, like a concerned elder fretting over his kin.

I frowned, realizing the true situation as I spotted the line of cars behind him, packed with reporters.

Brendan’s death was big news in the business world, and with the media circus that followed, Henry had to play his part to the hilt.

I stepped in front of Colin, speaking softly. “Colin, don’t be scared…”

With the media on our heels, Colin was safe for now.

They surely wouldn’t dare to harm him under the glaring spotlight.

Out of sight, Henry’s eyes sharpened with anger. He was irate that his attempt to dispatch Caleb on the way to the mental institution days earlier had failed, and now, with the media swarming, his hands were tied.

eyes signaling to

relented, stepping back behind Colin with a

clear Colin

never

keep him home,”

subdued. He was a businessman too, no

a serious matter. I won’t express my gratitude today. Let’s save it for the

potential alliance

a partnership with the Fitzgerald Group in full view of the media as a

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the media here, he won’t touch you. Just play along for

lead and

his eyes flickering with fear. “Phoebe

reassuringly before turning to the reporters, wiping away a tear. “Grandpa’s passing has hit Caleb hard. He’s been working through his grief, and he’ll

Colin. He seemed to despise the

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