Chapter 562

Barbara's words hung in the air, turning the room ice-cold.

Aveline, merely an outsider in this situation, found the scene before her utterly absurd. This family constantly invoked the memory of a dead man to dictate Lucas' actions. Whenever he did something that displeased them, they would use this deceased person to lecture him.

How laughable...

Perhaps they knew deep down that they had no other way to persuade Lucas, so they resorted to such tactics.

Aveline watched coldly from the sidelines.

Lucas remained composed, his deep, magnetic voice carrying a chill as he spoke, " Grandma, why don't you understand yet? It's not just that he's dead; even if he were alive and standing right in front of me, he wouldn't have the right to interfere in my affairs."

"You..."

Barbara began coughing violently at his words, her already wrinkled, aged face appearing even more frail.

Frederick's expression grew darker. "Lucas, how can you speak to your grandmother like that? Can't you see how weak she is?"

my words will upset her, then you shouldn't have called me here in

"You!"

was once again left speechless

“Alright, now is not the time for arguing. Mom, you shouldn't

recovering your health. Once you're better, you'll be able to hold your great-grandchild in the future.” Barbara could only look at

chest, trying to

state. Maybe tone it down a bit?" Sophia's eyes met Lucas's, her voice laced with

shot her a glance. "And who do you think you

pale, shocked

spoken like

cold glance at the butler and the servants. "This is a Tudor family matter. What is

instinctively glanced at Frederick and

scoffed coldly, "Why are you looking at them? Am I not part of this family, unable to give

cold sweat immediately broke out on the butler's

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