Chapter 698: Chapter 698: Rupert Harris
“Who told you to invite so many people on your own? Hasn’t he always had his son with him? These past two years, have you seen him without his son even once?” Rupert Harris had long grown accustomed to Baron Lawrence bringing Bobby with him everywhere.
Ever since Enna Clark disappeared, Baron Lawrence had taken his son with him almost everywhere. Adam Sinclair had been warned numerous times already but he insisted on hosting a beautiful star-studded party under the pretense of making it lively. They even go as far as justifying their actions by saying that they can have the beautiful stars sing songs and perform talents for them when they are bored.
Don’t assume that he doesn’t know Adam Sinclair’s real intentions. It’s nothing more than to invite Olivia Lewis with a clear conscience.
These people are only here to act as cover.
“I thought when I told him about the Orchid Club, he would get the hint.” Adam Sinclair felt particularly wronged, and all his grievances have nowhere to be vented. “Orchid Club… Orchid Club… It’s a men’s club… All men should understand its meaning, right? Who would bring their son to a club?”
“He brought him anyway, what can you do about it?”
Adam Sinclair immediately wilted, his face full of gloom, “He’s Baron Lawrence, what can I do?”
How much resentment is there? There’s a lot of resentment.
Moreover, it is more of a sense of resignation.
“Auntie Olivia!” Bobby came in and immediately saw Olivia Lewis. His voice was sweet, “Auntie Olivia, I brought you a present.”
Once Baron Lawrence released him, he immediately scurried over to Olivia Lewis.
When he saw the cold man moving toward the room with his long stride, only then did they let the boy run to Olivia’s side…
“You’re back? When was your flight?” Baron Lawrence directly ignored Adam Sinclair, and his gaze fell on Rupert Harris.
Rupert Harris put the champagne in his hand aside and stood up, “Yesterday afternoon. I went back to deal with some issues at home. I just had some free time today and was called out by Adam Sinclair.”
Baron Lawrence heard about his family and his thin lips pursed, his hawkish eyes filled with worry, “Is your aunt…okay?”
“It’s fine. When we first saw the hospital’s test reports, we couldn’t accept it. Later, my dad persuaded her and she came to terms with it. Now she’s insisting that my dad resigns and takes her on a trip around the world.” Rupert Harris’s facial features were exceptionally cold, giving off an edgy, persistent, and determined charisma.
Upon hearing this, Adam Sinclair couldn’t help but join in, “It’s best for your uncle’s illness to be treated in the hospital, I don’t recommend traveling at this time. It’s too exhausting and it doesn’t help his condition.”
“I know. It’s up to my dad to choose. Actually, I tend to agree with my mom. It’s terminal cancer, and you’ve said it yourself that there’s no way to operate anymore. Lying in the hospital can only prolong his life for half a year to a year, but it’s painful for both him and my mom during that time. Moreover, most people lying in the hospital can’t prolong their lives, but rather, because their mood is too oppressive, their condition rapidly worsens, and they arrive at their last moments even faster. Since my mom wants to travel with my dad, traveling might be a good option. My dad is also thinking this way, and he’s preparing to submit the application for retirement.”
Adam Sinclair didn’t know how to console him.
The news of Rupert Harris’s father’s illness came too suddenly. By the time Adam Sinclair had helped to examine it, it was already late-stage and surgery would be futile.
As a friend, all he could do was try his best to find ways to suppress the spread of cancer cells in the patient’s body. As for the rest, he’s not Immortal, he’s powerless to fight against it.