Remington was still in a daze when a barrage of lethal glares shot towards him the moment the elevator doors slid open. He couldn't help but feel as if the temperature inside the elevator had plummeted several degrees.

Nelson's face turned stormy. He had always harbored doubts about Remington's qualities as a husband, especially when he was off with another woman while his wife was going through a difficult labor. Previously, due to the lack of familial ties, Nelson had refrained from intervening. But now, upon discovering that Lizetta was his own granddaughter, he was seething with rage, itching to give Remington a piece of his mind.

The Maddens hadn't even started to settle their score with Remington, and here he was, trying to charm his way back to his innocent and kind-hearted granddaughter! This was utterly intolerable!

Stepping forward, Nelson grabbed Remington by the arm and yanked him out of the elevator, his voice booming with anger. "You're already divorced, and yet here you are, dragging her into your mess again. The Dashiells might be one of the top families in Zion City, but have you no decency?"

The arm Nelson had grabbed was the one that had been scalded. With Nelson's grip tightening in anger, Remington felt a piercing pain that soaked his back with cold sweat before Nelson dragged him out of the elevator forcefully.

"Grandpa Nelson, his arm is burnt..." Lizetta instinctively followed them out, her concern evident in her voice.

Seeing her avoid him, Remington's lips curved into

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through Remington's hospitalet

faded into concern. The sight of Remington's pallor

sign of his

Nelson had learned of his wife's accident and that a kind stranger had helped her, though his identity was unknown. Acknowledging with a nod, Remington managed to

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