Chapter 33

“Grandpa, you shouldn’t get so worked up over something so small. It’s bad for your health.”

“Small... small matter?”

Grandpa Andrew stammered, his voice subdued, as if he had swallowed the bitterest of pills.

“How can you—”

Suddenly, he gasped, clutching his chest.

“Ahhh!”

His heart raced uncontrollably, his blood pressure spiking from sheer rage, and dizziness overwhelmed him.

Grandpa Andrew lost his balance and collapsed.

“Grandpa!”

Sabrina and the others cried in shock, their voices trembling.

But before he hit the ground, Richard swiftly intervened, catching him just in time.

Grandpa Andrew was an old man, unable to withstand the awful news of his grandson’s betrayal, especially given Jasper’s blatant indifference.

Gently, Richard laid him down on the sofa.

"What are we going to do?"

Mrs. Lansdowne cried, her voice cracking with desperation as panic swept through the room.

Even Jasper, who had finally grasped the gravity of the situation, was starting to buckle under the pressure