Chapter 280: The Last Face Before Death
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
At the end of the quiet corridor, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. It was Mr. Handel, the lawyer rushing over with a briefcase.
Shia stood up and sincerely said, “Mr. Handel, I’ve troubled you to make this trip.”
Mr. Handel walked a little hurriedly and panted slightly. “It’s my job.”
“Mr. Handel, have you heard Chris talk about the will?” asked Mrs. Grant.
Mr. Handel was a smart person and knew what she wanted to ask. When he calmed down, he said, “Chairman Grant is still in the emergency room. You should be concerned about him now.”
Mrs. Grant looked embarrassed and did not say anything else.
The lights in the emergency room suddenly went off and the doctors and nurses in white coats walked out. Mrs. Grant and her sons surrounded them. Shia emotions fluctuated obviously. “How is my dad?”
The doctor took off his mask and put it in the pocket of his coat. He shook his head heavily. “Chairman Grant wants to see Mr. Handel.”
Mr. Handel squeezed through the crowd and entered the emergency room. Everyone waiting outside knew what it meant for the lawyer to enter at this time.
Mrs. Grant and her sons looked anxious while John leaned against the wall quietly. Selena approached him and asked softly, “Aren’t you worried?”
He smiled faintly. The light above his head shone on his handsome face and his black eyelashes imprinted a silhouette on his eyelids. “Is there a point?”
If it weren’t for his deep and hoarse voice, Selena would have been fooled by his calm expression.
In fact, he was worried and afraid, but he was not as obvious as Mrs. Grant and her sons.
After about ten minutes, Mr. Handel walked out. Mrs. Grant and her sons surrounded him before asking anxiously, “What about his will?”
Their tone was too urgent so Mr. Handel frowned and pushed them aside to walk towards John. “President Grant, Chairman Grant wants to see you.”
John looked at him in surprise. He thought Chris would be meeting his wife or the other two sons. He did not expect it to be him.
He hesitated for a moment before walking in. When he entered the emergency room, Mrs. Grnat and her sons immediately panicked and wanted to follow him in, but they were stopped by Mr. Handel. “Chairman Grant wants to see President Grant. Please wait a moment.”
Mrs. Grant couldn’t care less about her image and cursed at the lawyer. “Who do you think you are? Move aside!”
Chris had already made his will, so she did not need to be polite to him anymore.
Mr. Handel’s brows furrowed tightly as his tall figure stood still at the entrance of the emergency room.
Simon wanted to barge in too, but he couldn’t push the lawyer away. “My brother and I are also Dad’s sons. We want to see him one last time.”
“Mr. Handel, it’s fine if you don’t want us to go in. But at least let me see the will,” said Shia.
Mr. Handel saw the trio as typical ruffians who were only pining after money. “When President Grant comes out, 1’11 read Chairman Grant’s will in front of you.”
Chris had been moved to the ward by the medical staff through another door in the emergency room. John stood in front of the bed and looked at him with a distant gaze.
Chris tilted his head and looked at his son, whom he loved and felt guilty about. Chris reached out a hand to him.
John hesitated for a moment before taking two steps forward to hold Chris’s trembling hand. John pursed his lips and said nothing.
Chris’s lips quivered and his voice was weak. “It’s me…l’m sorry to you and your mother, the Grant Group…I’ll leave it to you…”
Chris had brought John back to the Grant family to groom him to be the successor, but a life had been lost in the process.
He knew John hated him, so he didn’t dare to hand over Grant Group to him easily. However, his other two sons were disappointing, so he delayed it until he died..