A Graduation Gift

Rufus's face remained emotionless even after the maid had told him all the details.

Was Jill merely behaving this way because she thought of Horace as a grumpy, old, arrogant man? It couldn't be denied, though, that Horace's health had deteriorated day after day—he was getting old and therefore, grumpy and arrogant as many men had come to be.

Rufus had no other thought in his mind but to make sure he executed his plan right away. Horace was, after all, old enough now—he might die before experiencing what it was like to be betrayed by his own son and at the same time, lose his own company. Horace deserved no less after all he'd done to Rufus and his mother. He did not deserve to die a peaceful death.

Meanwhile, in the ward, Jill still hadn't stopped sobbing and Lionel was starting to become impatient. He kept bugging the nurse, asking what time his father was going to wake up. In fact, he did it so much that the nurse had started to avoid him.

Rufus waited outside the ward the whole night. Before dawn, Horace finally woke up.

"Horace, Horace, how are you feeling now?"

Jill rushed towards Horace the moment he opened his eyes.

Rufus was also wide awake and alert outside the ward—he was calm and so sure of what he was going to do.

The doctor came in to check all of Horace's vitals and was seemingly satisfied. He spoke in a cool tone, "Everything looks good here. He doesn't need as many people to stay with him—one is enough. The rest of you can go home and rest. Mr. Tang needs quiet too."

The ward was so crowded that the doctor advised them to leave in order to give Horace some peace and quiet.

Rufus scanned the room with his eyes before he offered to stay, "I will stay here and look after him. You can all go home first and come relieve me later."

Rufus's tone was calm and somewhat matter-of-fact. Jill glanced at him from the side and murmured, "Such a hypocrite," before yawning and leaving the room with Ivy.

"Father, I have to go and attend to a few appointments. I'll be right back after I'm done,"

Lionel said as a goodbye to his father. When he left, only Rufus and Horace were in the room.

Although he had already woken up from his coma, Horace still looked pallid and weak.

He tilted his head as he looked at Rufus with a confused look on his face, as if his mind was buzzing about something.

Rufus didn't make a sound, instead he just gazed blankly back at his father.

"Rufus, I had a dream. I dreamt of your mother,"

Horace said in a weak but yearning tone.

"She stopped talking to me. I'd lost all contact with her for years. I had no other way to find out you were my son," he continued.

eye lids together as

remained silent and stoic but inside, he was

took this chance to call Victor so he left the

me what happened last

went to Dylon's apartment. Victor would've stopped

after awhile so only Miss Qin

a calm tone.

expected this, Rufus still couldn't help but heave

company now and get me the files I

call, Rufus immediately pulled up a photo

photo was of his mother, young then, sporting a huge

taken, she became sick. Hellen was practically a vegetable—couldn't talk or move. She had been merely staring into

ten years later.

struggling to earn money so she could support him, Horace married Jill and they had Lionel. Horace had this whole new and happy life while his mother

the pain day in and day out. She never complained even when she was getting sicker and

supporting Rufus, which was unbeknownst

caught up with all the money and power Tang Group and

his phone and raised his eyes. Once again, never had he been more

you watch Tang Group collapse into a million pieces then your family's going to abandon you. Soon, you'll know what it feels like to lose

like a baby. She only woke up when the sun creeped inside the apartment. When she

preparing for the day. When she got to work, she sensed that

considerably near area, she could hear someone crying.

"What happened?"

as she made her way to the sound of the crying—it

but couldn't handle it because she bursted into

uncle is in A City. She

in,

Cassandra realized something. Now she wasn't so

my office,"

this young lady somewhere a bit

When she started speaking, Cassandra used a comforting tone, "Don't cry, we don't know anything yet. The situation might be a bit complicated in A City right now, but that's pretty normal. Don't get yourself work up over nothing yet,

a piece of tissue and handed it

and treated me like their

to stream down her face.

about them. How about you take a few days off? You can rest and spend some time with yourself while you