Chapter 20 Is That What She Taught You All These Years?

“The car’s ready, Sir. Are you really going to the Smiths?”

“Why can’t I?” A young man in a blazer sitting on a wheelchair asked. There were tattoos peeking through his sleeves, and he radiated an air of authority.

“But Madam said…”

Jasper looked up, staring at the butler coldly. “What I do is none of her business!”

“I’m sorry, Sir, I shouldn’t have said that. Let me take you downstairs now.”

Jasper was leaving the house for the first time in years. He had not seen the sun outside in a long time.

He saw that the weather was lovely outside, just like Eileen had said.

An hour later, Jasper had arrived at the massive Smith mansion. There were over ten servants waiting for him as the car slowly rolled up to the front door.

A servant walked up with a wheelchair, and another helped him onto it. “Welcome home, Mr. Smith Jasper did not react much to this.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had come back.

“Oh my, Jasper…”

A hoarse voice rang from nearby, followed by the sight of an old lady hobbling over holding a cane.

John Smith hurried up to her from behind. “Slow down, Mom.”

Jasper saw the old woman, and said, “Grandma.”

There were tears in Old Mrs. Smith’s eyes. “You finally came back to see me.”

Jasper nodded, before spotting the middle-age man behind his grandmother. The two men locked eyes, and Jasper looked away coldly.

to

to it after

dining table was laden with all

else out of the house in fear that they would make him

her grandson up and down. “You’re all thin now, Jasper.

“Thank you, Grandma.”

“How have you been these years? I heard didn’t go to school? Your entrance exams are coming up, would you like to sit for them? I can enroll you into

past few years. It’s

in his seat,

to worry about me,

a little guilty

stay here from now on.

I’ve kept your room this whole time, you should move

you

in this house, I don’t want to get in

the only grandson we have, and you’re going to take on the family business. Who else is going

one had been allowed into the

was no exception.

what

clenched his chopsticks, his veins popping. “What she’s taught me is none of your

never wanted to disrupt any of you. I’m sorry, Grandma.”

matter,

mouth before looking at the man. behind

butler said, “He’s

waved a

man in tow. He was wearing a black T-shirt, and covered in

was, and widened his eyes.

hands were ben in weird directions as his wrists had been broken, lying on the ground semi-conscious

once. “This good-for-nothing. Why

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