“It’s… It’s grandpa Finnley! He’s been packing up and trying to leave! Even now, I’m still struggling to stop him from doing so!”
“What? But why? Everything’s been going smoothly for a while now! Why the sudden urge to leave?” replied Gerald, confused.
Gerald saw Finnley as a mysterious old man who—even in his old age—still operated alone most of the time.
It was fate that had brought Gerald and Finnley together, and the old man had already helped Gerald on multiple occasions.
While Finnley still seemed to enjoy pestering him, Gerald said nothing about it. After all, he had already received so much help from the old man.
To return the old man’s favour, Gerald welcomed Finnely’s presence, serving Finnley with fine food and also a place to stay in his mansion.
Since Finnley had also saved Queta’s life, even she treated him well, and she would always make sure that he was constantly well-fed. Most of the time, Queta treated him as though he was her actual grandfather.
Yet here he was, trying to leave them now. If anything was to blame for Finnley’s sudden urge to depart, it would probably be because of Gerald’s ongoing investigation on the Fenderson family.
Gerald was well aware that something was already off with Finnley the moment he asked that old man if he knew anything about the Fendersons. After all, Finnley seemed to speak less and less with Gerald in the few days to come after Gerald had posed that question. It was as though the old man had something on his mind.
When Finnley was asked why he seemed to be pondering something, the old man would only reply in gibberish.
Seeing that he couldn’t really do anything at the moment, Gerald simply added, “…Alright, don’t worry about it too much. For now, I’ll head back so that I can ask him about it in person!”
Gerald then parted ways with Marven.
After some time, he arrived home just in time to see Finnley carrying his luggage out the door!
“I really have to leave now, my granddaughter! I’ll definitely come back to visit when I have the time in future! You’re a good girl and grandpa will never forget you!”
As soon as the old man turned around, however, he noticed that Gerald was standing right before him!
“Ah! My grandson! Perfect timing! I have to leave now, so this is goodbye for the moment!”
“But Mr. Quick, you’ve been living here for quite a while now. Why the rush to leave? Regardless, if you truly need to go, you could’ve just told me and I would’ve sent you to wherever you needed to go by car!”
“There really isn’t a need for that, my grandson. I know you mean well, and you’ve been an excellent grandson! However, if I don’t leave now, I won’t be able to find another chance to do so…”
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