Desperate Lovers 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.

"You have decided your will long before? Is it the original one? Dad, don’t you think it’s so unfair that Raylan takes 25% of the shares. The Harvey family held a total of eighty-five percent of the shares of the Harvey Group. Raylan and his family were given the most of the shares as well as bonuses. Now, they are getting the most of your legacy. That’s so unfair!"

“They have been doing nothing at all. Don’t you think it inappropriate for them to hold so many shares?

We're the ones who run the company every day."

The old lady stood up and said,

“Don’t rush! The doctor says we need to keep quiet here for the sake of his health. Now you are..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the elder daughter of the Harvey family, "Aunt Dalilah, we have been showing you our respect, but it doesn't mean that you get to talk here when it comes to our family.

We are talking about the legacy of our family. You’d better keep silent as an outsider."

The old lady didn’t continued. Instead, she sat down on the hospital bed with a sigh.

"Shut up!" Old Mr. Harvey slapped heavily on the bed and shouted gasping, "Get out of here! Now!"

When someone else tried to speak, Old Mr. Harvey stopped him and said, ''If anyone dares to say one more word, I'll change the will and leave not even a penny for those who talk!

Get out of here. All of you!"

No one dared to speak again. The dozens of people flocked out of the ward with something on their minds.

Raylan and his family didn't move so Old Mr. Harvey shouted at them

with a voice not that angry, “You too!”

Jason and his wife Denise were the last ones that Old Mr. Harvey would favor so they didn’t dare to say too much and went out with the crowd.

"Jason and Denise stay!" Old Mr. Harvey said angrily.

Jason and Denise nodded and came back to the ward while the others looking at them trying to figure out something.

Old Mr. Harvey asked, "Where's James? Why hasn’t he come yet?"

"I've told him. He's on his way here."

At the sight of Old Mr. Harvey's long face, Jason added, "James was held up by something in the company."

Hearing this, Old Mr. Harvey was not that angry and said, "Huh! I heard that James has got back with the girl named Angela again?"

Old Mr. Harvey looked troubled and glanced at Denise without saying anything.

"There are many examples that brothers or couples fight against each other only for the sake of money."

Denise replied carefully, "Angela is fully devoted to James. If they can be with each other finally, James will have a considerate partner."

Old Mr. Harvey said angrily, "Huh! You thought I didn’t know what you were thinking about?"

Denise kept her head down and didn't reply, her face pale though wearing delicate makeups.

"You are angry with Mr. Lewis’s daughter because of what happened between her and Jason. That’s why you don’t want James to marry Jessica, right?"

Old Mr. Harvey slapped the table hard.

Denise was stunned by that.

Old Mr. Harvey sneered, "Lorenzo is such a short-sighted man who only comes after instant profits. Although the Chante Group looks like flourishing at the moment, it won’t last long. It’s no match to the Smith Group."

"Besides, Angela is a murderer. How come the president of the Harvey Group marries a murderer? Don’t tell me you want the share of the Harvey Group to drop?"

Denise replied cautiously,

"I guess there might be misunderstanding about the car accident two years ago."

"Can you prove that Angela was set up by Jessica?"

Old Mr. Harvey said angrily, "People will think that James marries a murderer if Angela is not proved innocent"