The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 770

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 770
“This girl… She’s as stubborn as her mother! Hmm… Hasn’t Jasmine already located Xenia? That personal maid of Xara’s? Try getting her to persuade Queta. Also, nobody should be allowed to know about Queta being here, not even Jasmine! If word gets out, I’ll be sure to make each of you suffer a slow death! Now leave!”

Hearing that, the doctors trembled in fear before leaving quickly.

Once they were gone, Bryson slowly stood up with his walking cane in hand before staring blankly at the wall.

While lots of things were on his mind, the memory that stood out the most was the time when he had publicly severed relationships with his beloved daughter, Xara.

He had chased her out of the Fendersons family, and though he had been extremely stringent when it came to enforcing family rules, he regretted his actions immediately the moment she left.

He had tried every possible way to locate Xara. It wasn’t a requirement of his for her to return to his side, but he simply wanted to know whether his precious daughter was still alive, and if she was, he wanted to also know how well she was living on her own.

That alone would be enough to satisfy him.

However, even after so many years had passed, he had heard no news regarding Xara at all.

As a man who constantly took good care of his body, Bryson—who was going to be eighty in three days—should have theoretically retained a more youthful look. Instead of that, however, he looked even older than an ordinary person of the same age who still had to work hard daily!

Bryson had simply acknowledged that this was his punishment.

While he had initially thought that he would never be able to see her again, not even on his deathbed, it seemed that divine justice existed after all. It all began when Noah gave him a call out of the blue, reporting that he had found a person who looked exactly like Xara.

Since the Fenderson family was quite capable, upon receiving the news, Xara and even her granddaughter’s whereabouts were soon pinpointed.

“…I know you hate me, Xara… But it’ll be my birthday in three days… I really hope that you’ll return to see me…” muttered Bryson to himself as he felt tears welling up in his eyes.