Chapter 262: Kelvin, You’re Heartless

The room fell silent, so quiet that you could hear each person’s breath clearly. Grandfather’s breathing was long and labored, while Emelia’s breathing was heavier due to her emotional state. Vincent, on the other hand, breathed calmly like a still lake.

If anyone in the room didn’t care about Grandfather’s life or death, it would be him. The more hypocritical someone is, the more they try to show how much they care. Franklin had tears and snot running down his face and almost wiped them onto his father’s hand…

While Emelia shouted that Kelvin didn’t care about Grandfather, she failed to consider what a patient really needed: rest.

Vincent played the role of a mediator standing between them with a calm smile on his face and pulled back an impulsive Emelia by her arm.

“Emelia,” he said calmly. “How can you talk to Kelvin like this? Kelvin rew up under Grandfather’s guidance; how could he not care about Grandfather?”

As he spoke these words, there was darkness in his eyes that flashed with hidden emotions.

Emelia became even angrier and stood there pouting with crossed arms, muttering quietly, “I don’t see he cares!”

She thought she muttered quietly enough for Kelvin not to hear her, but Kelvin heard every word loud and clear.

He couldn’t be bothered explaining himself nor did he want others watching him like some monkey displaying its emotions for everyone else’s entertainment.

At the bedside, Corey, who was Kelvin’s biological father, also looked over. There was a clear expression of displeasure in his eyes, and his face, rarely cold, now wore a stern look.

“aren’t you going

room without looking back; his voice

Corey yelled after him. “How did I give birth to such an unfeeling monster! When your mother had her accident years ago, I knew then that

children would have already burst into tears. But Kelvin managed

From a young age, his son had been distant from him, displaying a rebellious streak seemingly ingrained in his character. Even when he was a child, he reluctantly followed his grandfather’s arrangements, but as he grew older

the Foley Group turned Kelvin’s cold disposition into that of an utterly ruthless and unfeeling monster. His mind was filled with nothing but the dirty and convoluted calculations

son’s filial piety. Looking at Kelvin’s demeanor, he feared that when his own deathbed approached, his son wouldn’t

less compassionate than he was for

on this word, a strong undertone of

then, wasn’t he supposed to understand why it happened better than anyone else? Kelvin didn’t say it, but he felt ashamed of

delighted by the spectacle. However, he made his joy a little too obvious and pretended to pat his big brother on the shoulder, offering words of comfort. “Corey, don’t be too angry. Kelvin is all grown up now, and trying to discipline him further would just hurt his pride. Like Vincent, I stopped scolding

Corey, it was also an indirect way of praising Vincent for being responsible and not making

has been in vain. When he wakes up, we should let Vincent

his comatose grandfather before

especially Corey, who felt

the dark. A black Rolls-Royce sped through the empty streets, its velocity so high that it tore through the air with a resonant, howling sound, akin to a white

obscurity of the

stop in front of an upscale villa. It parked beneath a canopy of trees, the lights off, and conveniently, one of the streetlights

unexpectedly calmed down as he lowered the car window and looked at the

Equally dark.

should be asleep,

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