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Back at the KS Group headquarters in Belbanks, Winston carried on with his work like usual, but he wasn’t fully himself. However, he had no choice but to show up to work to boost the company’s morale. If the rumors weren’t squashed, his rivals would start planning a move against him.
After performing his routine checks in the headquarters and attending a board meeting, Winston rushed back to rest in his office without bothering to take his lunch.
He took off his jacket and slumped on the couch. Drenched in sweat, he felt utterly drained and depleted.
“Mr. Winston, how are you feeling? Are you alright?” Neil hurried in with water and medicine for Winston.
“Neil, I think my time is almost up,” Winston remarked wryly.
Neil felt sorry for him. “Stop saying so! This was your first time suffering from a stroke. If you take your medications on time and stick to the treatment, you’ll be back on your feet in no time.
“People your age face health issues all the time. Just look at Cornelius Harper¡ªhe’s in and out of hospital all the time. From what I heard, Victor Schmidt has been suffering from heart issues lately and frequents the hospital.
“Your peers might look fine and dandy on the surface, but they might not be as healthy as you. Don’t give up on yourself!”
“How could you compare me with Cornelius Harper? That guy is ancient.” Frowning, Winston snapped, “As for Victor Schmidt… Hmph! He reaps what he sows!”
Neil flashed a faint smile, offering no comment on the comparison.
Winston sighed. “I’m not being paranoid. I really feel the toll on my health after waking up from this coma.”
Winston’s hand trembled when he held the glass of water. “It’s time to get my will ready.”
Feeling bitter, Neil stopped him. “Mr. Winston!”
“Nothing to worry about. All the business tycoons here and abroad do the same. They’ll prepare their will at this age just in case anything happens.” Winston stared at Neil solemnly.
He began, “Neil, I can’t discuss this matter with my wives. They’re too kind and gentle to accept it. I can’t turn to my kids, too. I might appear rich and glamorous on the outside, but as their dad, I gave them a lot of trouble. I know what I have done.
“That’s why I can only bring up this matter with you. You’re the only one I trust.”
Neil lamented, “But Mr. Winston, you said you’d like to see all your children married and settled down. You wanted a bunch of grandchildren.”
“Hah. I don’t have the time to wait. Jonah, Silas, Cyrus, and that brat Axel are either busy with work or busy serving Jesus. None of them will give me what I want.” Winston sighed a few times. “Now that I look at it, Lyse seems to be the only promising one. Too bad she…”
Neil’s phone rang from an incoming call. He immediately picked up, and moments later, his expression fell. “Got it.”
Winston inquired, “What’s wrong?”
“Mr. Winston.” After a pause, Neil announced, “Mr. Jameson is here. He’s at the lobby.”
Winston ground his teeth as his expression darkened.
Neil suggested, “If you refuse to see him, I’ll personally inform him.”
“Get him up here.”
Ben looked surprised. “But Mr. Winston, we can’t read him. Besides, you’ve just recovered. There’s no need to overexert yourself.”
“I’ll need to meet him.” Winston placed the glass of water on the table with a brooding look in his eyes. “He’s not just Jameson Schmidt; he’s the president of the Schmidt Group. Things are different now. He’s not someone I can brush aside without a care.
“What’s more, he’s a calculative and scheming guy. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have immediately paid a visit to me at the office right after I had recovered. The visit is an attempt to snoop around. If I refuse to see him, that will create gossip and raise his suspicion.”
Ten minutes later, Jameson marched into Winston’s office, looking dapper and confident in his tailored suit and holding a gift.
“Uncle Winston, congratulations on your discharge from the hospital.” Jameson beamed warmly at the old man, showing no hint of the beef between him and Winston.
“Mr. Jameson, thank you for your thoughtfulness. However, I think you should address me as Mr. Winston when in a professional setting.” Winston settled down in the leather chair behind the desk, looking as authoritative as before.
The smile on Jameson’s face deepened. He insisted. “Uncle Winston.”
Winston immediately frowned at Jameson’s deliberate remark. The more he told off Jameson, the more Jameson wanted to go against him.
“You might be discharged, but I could tell from your tone that you’re not at your best. Your face looks rather pale as well.” Jameson’s eyes gleamed maliciously. He slowly approached Winston, questioning, “Have you not fully recovered from your stroke?”
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room intensified. The air was chilling to the bone.
Winston’s expression was as frigid as the atmosphere in the room. “Mr. Schmidt, are you wishing me to continue being ill?”
Jameson chuckled. “You’re overthinking it, Uncle Winston. Why would I be so narrow-minded? You are Lyse’s father. She is also the woman I love. I sincerely hope that you will live a long and healthy life.”
Neil stared at him. He knitted his brows together.
Those were words of concern. Yet, they didn’t sound like kind words when Jameson uttered them.
“Mr. Schmidt, you are a persistent man indeed.”
Winston felt his body tightening up. He spoke with a sarcastic yet sharp tone, “But an overly persistent person is just a stubborn person. They’d just end up getting their panties in a bunch.
“I have told you that one’s feelings cannot be changed. Moreover, Lyse is a prideful and tenacious person. You can try all you want to please her. But if she doesn’t have feelings for you, there’s nothing that you can do about it.”
Jameson froze. He felt as if he had just been greatly humiliated.
“Right now, the entire country knows that Lyse and Jeremy are madly in love with one another. They are very attached to one another. They’re already discussing marriage. Not just anyone would be able to get in between them.”
Winston just uttered Jeremy’s name with such friendliness.
Those who didn’t know them might even get the impression that they had a close relationship.
It was said that managing the relationship between a mother-in-law and a daughter-in-law was challenging. Perhaps the relationship between a father-in-law and their son-in-law was also a mystery.
Hatred surged within Jameson. He felt bitter. He was about to reply when Winston argued back, “Mr. Jameson, your position is now different from before. You are no longer the same kid who used to follow my daughter around when you were young.
“Lyse already has Jeremy now. It’s not appropriate for you to still refer to her as the woman you love. That’s too indecent.”
Some might say that the past incident at the entrance of Heightsnew Villa was equivalent to Winston beating Jameson up. This time, though, Winston was putting out Jameson’s last glimmer of hope.
Jameson clenched his teeth. He looked glum. His gaze was sharp and cold.
A moment later, he smiled. “Uncle Winston, I didn’t expect you to remember my good deed. Even so, I am still your savior. You don’t have to be so cold and cruel toward me, do you? Moreover, I have always been very respectful toward you.”
Savior?
Winston’s and Neil’s jaws dropped!
“Remember the time when you fell into a coma and almost fell into a vegetative state? Didn’t Lyse ever tell you that I was the one who brought the medication that saved you just in time? That was how you managed to get out of that life-threatening situation and be saved.”
Jameson smiled slightly. “Well, I guess it makes sense for Lyse not to tell you. She only knows to give all the credit to Jeremy.”
Winston’s face turned red. He was ashamed and enraged.
He was being manipulated and oppressed. This feeling made him extremely frustrated. Cold sweat broke out on his back once again. His suit became drenched.
“I will thank you if you were indeed the one who did that.”
“I know that your sickness isn’t easy to handle, Uncle Winston. During the later stages, you would show symptoms like numbness in your limbs and hemiplegia.
“You have had such a magnificent life. I’m sure that you wouldn’t want to end up in such a pitiful situation. You wouldn’t want to suffer from illnesses and lose your integrity, do you?
“While you were ill, it was so hectic for the Taylors. Lyse bawled her eyes out. It really broke my heart to see her like that,” Jameson sighed. He had a depressed look in his eyes.
Winston’s hands were on the armrests. His hands were trembling. The look on his face was getting stiffer.
Neil was alarmed at that sight.
“So, this is for the sake of you and your family. Let’s make a deal. How about that?” Jameson pushed his glasses up slightly. He had a sly smirk on his face.
Winston asked in an icy tone, “What do you want?”
Jameson started, “I’m well aware that I can’t change how someone feels. Although I am deeply in love with Lyse, I’ve never forced her to be together with me. I am her sincerest suitor. I can’t stand seeing her together with a bastard like Jeremy. He is a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”
Jameson’s gaze became deep as he placed a box on the table.
“This box contains the miracle drug that saved you the last time. There are a total of three doses. It’s enough to stabilize your condition. This drug is difficult to procure even if you were to send someone to Mosgravia to purchase it for a high price. You would be lucky to get even one dose, let alone three doses.
“I just want you to promise me that you will not let Lyse marry Jeremy. Then, you’ll have my guarantee that you’ll be able to access this medication all year round. This wouldn’t be something that you’d have to worry about.”