Chapter 780

Just this morning, he had been smiling at her, teaching her how to play chess, and talking about naming her baby...

How could he suddenly be lying there so still?

"Grandpa, please wake up... it's Haley..."

No matter how much she called, Mr. Fisher Sr. lay peacefully on the bed, unresponsive.

She instinctively reached out to hold his hand, only to find it cold. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision. Immersed in her grief, Haley rubbed his hand desperately, hoping to warm it up.

But it was no use.

No matter how hard she tried, her grandfather's hand remained cold, growing even colder.

Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she collapsed by the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Others in the room, too, had tears in their eyes, struggling to look away.

Only Ken watched coldly, a mocking thought in his mind. A granddaughter who just came back, how much feeling could she possibly have?

What an act.

But if it was for the inheritance, it made sense.

No wonder his mother a