Nigel's expression stiffened. He said, "Nonsense, you and Justin are both my grandsons. I care for you both equally." Grant chuckled. "Grandpa, I was just joking. I know you care about me."

At that moment, the door of the luxurious van opened, and a graceful figure emerged.

"Mr. Grant, the parking lot is chilly. Your body can't handle the cold."

As she spoke, Clarice lowered her gaze and bent down, carefully draping a soft blanket over Grant's knees.

Gregory glanced at the stranger and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is Ms. Clarice Amaryllis, my personal assistant. Back when I was in Meridan, she was always taking care of me, the useless person," Grant answered, pressing a fist against his pale lips and coughing lightly.

"Grant, you're the son that I value very much. How could you call yourself useless? Don't belittle yourself. Your health has improved a lot, and with continued treatment, you will keep getting better!" Gregory spoke patiently, looking at Clarice with gratitude. "Ms. Amaryllis, thank you for your hard work."

"It's my pleasure, Chairman Salvador. Taking care of Mr. Grant is my duty. It's not hard work at all," Clarice replied with a sweet smile.

Justin stared at her lovely, delicate features, his eyes dark and intense. Even from a distance of two meters, his sharp senses picked up the faint floral scent she was giving off.

Clarice felt his gaze, and her bright eyes flickered briefly, the smile on her lips softening ever so slightly.

and could not help but bite her lips,

visit Carrie?" Grant asked, his brows furrowed slightly as concern filled his eyes. "I'm her brother too, and I'm

Clarice sighed sympathetically. "To

wanted to visit Ms. Carrie. Ever since her accident, he hasn't been able to get a good night's

worried about causing was

he delayed his return by

there's no need for these unnecessary

so considerate," Gregory said, clearly touched. "Your timing is perfect. Carrie just regained consciousness. She'll be

returned to the VIP in-patient ward, and the usually proud

prominent families to place immense importance on their firstborn son, a tradition that

not for the kidnapping incident that led to Grant's declining health, the 'illegitimate son', Justin, would never

into the

the dimly lit safety corridor

gazed at her intensely as his large hands gripped her shoulders, pressing

felt no discomfort

the impact

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