Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 192

When the sound of Angela’s footstep disappeared, James closed the document after signing on it.

He glanced at where Angela had left and looked upset.

Toot! Toot! The phone on the table kept buzzing, which was so annoying.

Glancing at the caller ID, James frowned for a second and didn't answer it.

It was not long before it rang again with the same caller ID. He picked up the phone unhappily.

"Your grandfather has been diagnosed with advanced lung cancer. Everyone is in the hospital now except you.

Whatever you're doing, get here right now!"

It was James’ father, Jason, who talked loudly on the other end of the phone.

Jason hang up the phone after telling James the ward No.

James threw his phone onto the table and leaned back on the sofa, rubbing between his eyebrows. He looked kind of worn out.

He hadn’t seen his grandpa these days, so he felt there was something going on but he didn’t expect that his grandpa was suffering from advanced lung cancer.

He sat straight and took another sip of tea. Then he called Sean and went out.

First Hospital in City B

The VIP ward was large enough but still looked crowded when dozens of people gathered here at the same time. It was so crowded that you felt you might step on others by accident.

The Old Mr. Harvey had three sons and two daughters, who had come with their spouses and offspring.

People of Jason and Denise’s generation stood closer to Old Mr. Harvey while the youngsters stood around them.

But there was an exception. The Raylan couple stood in front of Old Mr. Harvey with their offspring on the side.

Sitting beside the bed was an old lady who looked elegant with gray hair. She was cleaning Old Mr. Harvey’s face with a towel.

If Angela were here, she would have recognized that this was the old lady whom she had encountered in the hospital corridor before.

"Dad, why don’t you tell us you are ill?

If it was not Raylan’s wife who had spilled the beans, we wouldn't have known you are ill!"

"Yeah, Dad! How come you keep us in the dark that you're ill?

We will be guilty if anything happens to you."

"Dad, the doctors here are not good enough. You are not getting any better after having the treatment here for so long.

I happen to know an expert in lung cancer abroad and I've contacted him, who will be soon ..."

It was totally a mess in the ward with people talking. Old Mr. Harvey managed to sit up on the bed and shouted angrily,

"Shut up!" The ward suddenly became quiet only with the sound of breath.

"Why should I tell you? To have you buzz here all day and annoy me?"

Old Mr. Harvey slapped the bed heavily for a few times.

No one dared to make another sound.

Old Mr. Harvey glanced at them and shouted, pointing at them,

"You thought I didn’t know what you are up to. You are just putting up a good show before I die for the sake of more legacy!"

"Idiots! If you used all your intelligence and skills to manage your companies instead of fighting for the legacy, I wouldn’t have to do all these for you!"

"Don’t even think about the legacy. I have decided on the will long before. I won’t change it whatever you do to please me!"

These people who were originally listening quietly became upset when they heard the will had been decided long ago.