Finneas narrowed his eyes momentarily, but he wasn't surprised. Obviously, he had known that Phil and Tom were investigating Belle.Finneas said honestly, "They didn't know Belle before this, but they might know her parents."Grayson immediately questioned further, "Who are her parents? What do her parents have to do with Phil and Tom? "Besides, did you make Belle show herself to the socialites on purpose? Was that why you insisted Belle and I dance at your birthday banquet yesterday? What was the reason behind that?"Finneas answered calmly, "I can only tell you that I wanted her to show herself to see their reactions. It is to test the waters before planning on my next step. As for the remaining questions, I can't tell you anything yet."Grayson was anxious. "Belle and I are married for a whole six months. Why can't I know?"Finneas said, "As promised, I will tell you two years later. Unless you genuinely like her."Grayson frowned in displeasure. "What if I don't like her fo
To Grayson's dismay, Finneas was smart enough not to fall for the trap.Finneas wasted no time in exposing Grayson. "Trying to get something out of me? Not a chance! It doesn't matter what you want to know about her, but you can only ask me when you have truly fallen for her," said Finneas. Grayson felt helpless. Having a smart grandfather wasn't entirely a good thing sometimes.He said, "We can never force someone when it comes to relationships. Nothing good will come from forceful feelings. I don't like Belle. I didn't like her and will never like her."Patiently, Finneas said, "I'm not forcing you to like her. Just give yourselves some time and get along with her. You might not like her right now, but we can't say anything about the future."Suspicious, Grayson turned his gaze to Finneas. "Grandpa, let's be honest. Is your concern for her primarily because of her background?""That's not the sole reason, but it is the primary one."The persistent Grayson didn't give up. He
Belle's origin was noble, and it would be unwise to underestimate her as she held significant influence.It wouldn't be an exaggeration to assert that she was the only woman in this world who could be of Grayson's help. Other women were basically useless to him.It was just that Finneas couldn't reveal everything to Grayson yet.Finneas sighed. "I'm old. I wonder how much time I have left. The person I'm worried about most is you. I can only rest assured after I entrust you to Belle."Words failed Grayson. He found it preposterous that someone like Belle was appointed to care for him; it appeared more logical the other way around. He couldn't fathom his grandfather's reasoning.He didn't refute his grandfather. He merely said, "You're not old. You're still young."Finneas smiled at that.They continued their small talk. Although they held different opinions regarding Belle—and Finneas even smacked the back of Grayson's head because of her—they shared a good relationship. Anyone
The silence lasted for a few moments. The corner of Belle's lips twitched. "Grandpa, are you serious about that?""Yes. That's my only wish."Working at Page Corporation was equivalent to losing freedom!Furthermore, Grayson went to work every single day. If she worked there, it meant she would see him every day!The mere thought of it sent a shiver down her spine.Meeting him at night was annoying enough, yet she needed to see him during the day as well? She would be irritated all day long!Belle asked, "Grandpa, can you wish for another thing?"Finneas shook his head. "No. This is my only wish for now."Bringing her the share transfer agreement was an excuse. He had two objectives for that visit.First, he wanted to know how far the couple had progressed; second, he wanted to tell her his wish.It was true that there were changes in Grayson's feelings for Belle, but that took months. Finneas felt the urgency to create opportunities for them to spend more time together and
Sam was stunned. "Ms. Walters?""Do you have anything to say about it?" asked Grayson."Not at all. I'll go and make the necessary arrangements right now."After ending the call, Sam widened his eyes in surprise. He couldn't believe that Belle would work in the company—in the secretarial department, too.It was definitely a piece of breaking news!That also meant that Grayson and Belle would be together 24 hours daily.Sam felt a shiver running down his spine.After all, the duo would break out into a fight at the drop of a hat. Sam wondered what he should do if they fought in the office.Plus, if everyone in the company knew how Belle treated Grayson, he would be a laughing stock!Sam didn't understand why Grayson would allow Belle to work at the company.However, Sam soon realized Grayson was unlikely to be behind that idea. Sam wondered if Belle was the one who suggested it.Belle disliked Grayson a lot. She couldn't have offered to work at the company. Sam didn't know
Simon frowned and asked, "What happened?"With all the recent troubles in the Sylvester family, his nerves were already on edge.Simon was even more anxious after hearing that something terrible happened. His mind was buzzing so intensely that it felt on the verge of exploding!Belle furrowed her brows. She wondered if the Sylvester family could still withstand any more blows.The servant spoke anxiously, panting, "Mr. Patrick Strauss is in a critical condition! Both Mr. Strauss and Mr. Quinn are here with him and need to see Mrs. Jenkins Senior urgently!""What?" Simon jumped up from his seat. "What happened to Mr. Patrick Strauss?""He is critically ill!"Simon was stunned. "Where are they?"Before the servant could respond, Robert and Scott entered the living room, their footsteps quick and heavy.Robert's countenance was alarming as he strode in, clad in a dark suit. "Where is Mrs. Jenkins Senior?" he inquired of Simon while holding a child in his arms.The tremor in his
Belle didn't reply. Instead, she placed her fingers on Patrick's pulse.She furrowed her brows in concentration. "He only has ten minutes at most!" she told Robert with a stern expression.Robert's breath hitched.Scott widened his eyes. "What do you mean?"Belle said straightforwardly, "He is in critical condition right now. He'll be gone before you guys can reach the foot of the mountain."Robert was getting increasingly anxious."What nonsense are you spouting?" Scott was furious.Belle didn't answer him. Instead, she looked at Robert. "Give me a few minutes. I can save him!"Robert asked, "Do you know how?"Belle replied, "My grandfather is a doctor."Simon suddenly thought of something. "That's right! I heard Grandma mentioning her grandfather before. Our family and her family have been friends for a few generations. I'm sure he's quite a capable doctor," he quickly added.Robert stared at Belle briefly before replying, "Thank you! However, I can only give you ten minut
Ten minutes later, the lounge's door was pushed open. Belle was already inserting the last needle."How is he?" Simon and Scott asked in unison.Belle didn't answer. Instead, she looked at Simon. "Bring me the bedpan."Simon hurriedly did as told.Belle sat beside the bed and assisted Patrick in sitting up. She gently pressed her fingers against his back for a moment. Then, she applied more pressure and patted him vigorously.All of a sudden, Patrick expelled a large clot of blood.Beside him, Robert's expression darkened.Scott widened his eyes. "What happened?"Simon comprehended the situation. "Stay calm! Observe the color of the blood. It's black. These are toxins within his system. Ms. Walters is assisting Patrick in purging the toxins from his bloodstream."Robert wore a grave expression and remained silent. His gaze was fixed on Patrick with evident concern.After vomiting out more blood, Patrick gradually opened his eyes.Scott was thrilled. "He's awake! Patrick is a