She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

asked coldly “aren’t you going to come

without looking back; his voice low and hoarse echoed

monster! When your mother had her accident years ago, I knew

mother had been rendered comatose before him, most other children would have already burst into tears. But Kelvin managed to maintain his

Corey. From a young age, his son had been distant from him, displaying a rebellious streak seemingly ingrained in his character. Even when he

utterly ruthless and unfeeling monster. His mind was filled with nothing but the dirty and convoluted calculations of a typical

traditional values, cherishing the idea of a father’s kindness and a son’s filial piety. Looking at Kelvin’s demeanor, he feared that when his own deathbed approached, his son wouldn’t shed

less compassionate

mused on this word, a strong undertone of irony flashing in his eyes, but quickly

the nerve to bring up his mother’s situation? Back then, wasn’t he supposed to understand why it happened better than anyone else? Kelvin didn’t say

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 him for anything after

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

life’s work has been in vain. When he wakes up, we

sharp breath, casting a final glance at his comatose

left everyone in the room dissatisfied, especially Corey, who felt humiliated and increasingly disappointed in

in the morning, the streets were deserted, with only the streetlights illuminating 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 beast’s roar

obscurity of the night. Fortunately, it was just past 3

front of an upscale villa. It parked beneath a canopy of trees, the lights off, and conveniently, one of the streetlights had just gone out, making this corner even

he lowered the car window and looked at the

Equally dark.

should be asleep,