Shae was unsettled. She didn't expect Sage to risk upsetting her family by fawning over Nathan.
She felt humiliated and stormed
out appallingly before the banquet started, taking her subordinates with her.
Sage saw nothing wrong with his actions; so he welcomed Nathan and his wife with the utmost respect.
Nathan stayed for a couple of drinks, then left discreetly for the hospital where Horatio was admitted to. He wanted to personally return the abstract painting by Wyland Huck to Horatio.
In the hospital.
Horatio had woken up grumpily with a tight feeling in his chest.
He clutched tightly at his son's hands while ranting. Horatio blamed himself for thinking that their stolen painting was just an extremely well-imitated piece of Wyland Huck's work.
“It's all my fault... Age has caught up with me and I am losing it...”
The more he spoke, the more his heart raced against the words that sprinted out his mouth. Horatio's chest rose and fell so rapidly that he could barely breathe.
Hansel and Camilla quickly consoled him. They patted at his back, trying to soothe him.
Hansel soothed, “Dad, calm down. You should mind your health.
“Nathan's dealing with the matter. He promised me that he'll retrieve the stolen painting today. I've asked him to give those nasty swindlers the treatment they deserve.”
Horatio asked dubiously, “Really?
“Or are you just coaxing me? Can the abstract painting even be found at this point?”
Hansel smiled. “I trust Nathan's way of handling things.
“Don't fret, dad. Let's wait for Nathan's good news.
Camilla brought over a plate of food. She softly persuaded, “Here, dad. You haven't had anything to eat since you were admitted. You shouldn't starve your body.”
Horatio waved her away. “I'm too flustered to eat anything right now. I'll eat after that Nathan gets
here.”
Hansel and Camilla just looked at each other.
So the saying that old people regressed into a childlike state was absolutely true. They couldn't do anything about Horatio's childlike stubbornness.
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