Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 621

James only felt his vision blur, then fell into a deep sleep, eventually losing consciousness.

Bea watched her grandson lying on the hospital bed and instructed the people outside the door, "Keep a close eye on Mr. Burke here. If he wakes up and starts wandering around again, give him a sedative. In any case, he must not leave the hospital until his leg injury has fully healed!"

"Yes, Bea."

James slept in a heavy daze, still somewhat conscious just before drifting off. He was acutely aware that his grandmother, who had raised him since he was a child, had medicated him.

Again...

Why again?

it happened

felt as though he had been in

him around, brought him lunches to his office, and created coincidental meetings. Her feelings were laid bare before him. How could he not see through those clumsy attempts

had taught him that love was utterly useless. As the head of Burke International, his

an actress like his father did. That would only bring shame to the entire

her love for him, Sophie sought his grandmother's affection. Bea, a refined egoist, learned that despite their decline, the Russell family still held considerable connections and were of scholarly descent, lower in status than the Burke family but of great utility. Sophie was exactly what she wanted

be a homemaker was easier

to go home. It was only in the second month after their wedding that he stumbled

Sophie was young, and when the seventeen-year-old James saw her crying alone, he thought of the loss of his own parents. He couldn't help but feel

yet with a spark of gentleness in her eyes. He unconsciously thought of the crying