Chapter 588

Newton poured a glass of warm water for Jasper, handing it to his grandson, who sat across from him.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Jasper gratefully took the glass, sitting up straight. He cupped the glass with a hand around the body and another at the base.

"How's your injuries, Jasper?" Newton asked gently.

"They're mostly surface wounds but have healed a lot," Jasper replied, masking most of his weakness and pain. "Don't worry about me, Grandpa. I'm stronger than you think. I was in the army once, after all."

"Then why didn't you fight back when your father hit you?" Newton scowled. "That vixen, Sophia, clearly influenced him to hurt you for no good reason. Why didn't you just snatch the whip away and hit her back?!"

He'd called Jasper over just to question him about this.

Jasper looked down at his glass of water. To Newton's surprise, he stayed silent.

After a moment, Newton asked in a softer tone, "You're my grandson, Jasper, and blood of blood. You don't still feel like you owe it