Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes.

When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed.

After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave.

Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.”

Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say."

Isabel stayed silent.

A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!”

Isabel frowned.

She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state to a show of regret and dejection, she reckoned he must have been an actor in another life.

against it,

The boy has always listened to me since he

far as I can remember, my father was

for a moment, he avoided Roland’s gaze and stated, "Your father was my eldest son, of course,

for a father. What a terrible car

shifted drastically. It was as if

was surprised by

degree paler, and he began to cough

murky eyes, stained with guilt, a sharp contrast to the vivid and intense look in his eyes. “Even the devil wouldn’t do something like that. How did you find the heart to orchestrate such a convenient accident? How much did you hate him?”

to your father was an accident. I'm his father, why would I ever kill him!" Master Rockwell sat up and explained frantically

she

to his grandfather. It was his grandfather

been glaring at Master Rockwell must have sensed Isabel’s discomfort. He suddenly turned to her with a softened

pursed her lips.

turned and walked out.

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