Raina Lowell looked at her grandfather, who was skin and bones, lying in a deep sleep. Official source is ⓝovelFire.net With a cold expression, she asked again, "How is Grandpa doing?" Elias Sheridan snapped back to reality and finally told her: "He’s hanging by a thread, could leave us at any moment. Since you’re back, stay with him. It’s because of you that he’s ." In the past, though the old man’s health was not the best, at least under his treatment, he could hold on for another two or three years. Now he’s bedridden, all because he heard the news of Raina Lowell’s death. Hopefully, Raina Lowell’s return can bring the old man back from the brink! Raina Lowell’s heart ached, holding the old man’s hand, unable to stop her tears. Elias Sheridan stood by, ready to say something, when Adrian Grant entered the room. He pulled Adrian Grant aside and lowly inquired: "What’s the situation? How did you find her? If she’s not dead, why couldn’t we find her? Why did she only return now?" It wasn’t easy for Adrian Grant to tell the truth. The truth would strip a man of dignity completely. He casually dodged the question, "After she was saved, she was unconscious for a long time and came over as soon as she woke up." Elias Sheridan believed him, then asked, "And Aurora? Did she come back with her?" Adrian Grant wasn’t sure about Aurora’s situation, didn’t respond. Feeling some pain in his injured leg, he suggested, "Help me check my leg, see if the wound is poisoned." Elias Sheridan then noticed Adrian Grant’s leg was injured and directed him to the next room to take off his pants to treat it. The whole night, Raina Lowell stayed by the old man’s bedside. Worrying about the elder, fearing Adrian Grant might do something to Evelyn, and thinking of her daughter. In any case, her heart was always on edge. After Adrian Grant handled his leg injury, he entered the room. Seeing Raina leaning beside her grandfather’s bed, he wanted to get closer to her, even closer. Only truly feeling her presence would ease his mind. After all, the past month without Raina was full of torment and suffering. But then he remembered what she said at the castle gate during the day. That the father of the children wasn’t dead, Raina was alive and didn’t come back because she was with the children’s father. Adrian Grant couldn’t just act like nothing happened and treat her with the normality of a couple. In the end, he still wore a cold face and said somberly, "If Grandpa doesn’t wake up, then stay here with him." This is also what she owes to The Grant Family. Without making her repay, divorcing her, letting her go, and live well with that man with her children, is there such a good thing? Raina looked at him, still worried about her child. "I can stay here and accompany Grandpa, but send my Evelyn back to me." Thinking about how they gave Evelyn so much sleeping medicine before, she couldn’t let Evelyn be away from her again. Who knows what Isabelle Everett might do if Adrian Grant sent Evelyn back to Lowell Manor. Only keeping her son by her side will make her feel at ease. "When you’ve taken care of Grandpa well, that’s when you’ll see your son." Adrian Grant couldn’t face this woman full of lies. Seeing her more, his heart ached with discomfort. "Adrian Grant, on what grounds do you stop me from seeing my child? If you hate me, come at me, not at my child." Previously, those kidnappers of Aurora said she offended someone she shouldn’t have, that’s why they wanted her and Aurora dead. Raina thought over and over and couldn’t figure out who she had offended. So, the ones who hurt her and Aurora, were either arranged by Adrian Grant or Isabelle Everett. They are so vicious, they better not let her find evidence. Otherwise, she would fight them to the death. Adrian Grant paused, didn’t turn back, and left a remark: "I’m not petty enough to target a child." "Then why did you give him sleeping medicine before?" During her absence, she didn’t know how these people treated Evelyn. Raina could sense that Evelyn was different from before. The child was totally unlike his earlier smart and lively self, perhaps due to excessive sleeping medicine. It was the second time Adrian Grant heard Raina mention the child taking sleeping medicine. He turned back to her, his expression serious and grim, "Who told you I gave the child sleeping medicine?" Raina stood her ground against him. "Isn’t it true? To mess around with Isabelle Everett in the room, fearing Evelyn would disturb you, didn’t you give him sleeping medicine recklessly? When I carried him away, he wouldn’t wake up no matter what. If not for the doctor saying he took a large amount of sleeping medicine, would I have wronged you?" I hope what happened to Aurora wasn’t arranged by him. Otherwise, she would be at odds with him forever. Adrian Grant remained silent. He didn’t argue further. Recently, it was always Isabelle Everett taking care of the children. He didn’t know what Isabelle Everett did to the children. Perhaps finding that woman and asking would clarify the situation. Adrian Grant eventually said nothing and slammed the door as he left. He returned to Lowell Manor. Upon arrival, he only saw Caleb Landon with Evelyn in the living room. Little Evelyn sat on the sofa, looking dazed and foolish, neither crying nor making a fuss. Caleb Landon played with toys beside him, yet he showed no reaction. Adrian Grant walked over, sat next to the child, and instructed Caleb, "Get Isabelle Everett for me, and where are Madam Cole and Ms. Ford? Why haven’t they been seen lately?" Caleb Landon shook his head, "I’m not sure either, I’ll call and ask." He took out his phone and turned away. Adrian Grant’s gaze fell on the child, looking at him coldly, asked, "The person the police arrested today, is he really your father?" Little Evelyn looked at him. He recalled that when he called that man ’father,’ his mother didn’t stop him. Perhaps he truly was his father? The little guy frowned, nodding his head. After getting the child’s response, Adrian Grant felt a rush of unknown sourness in his chest, feeling very unpleasant. He frowned, and asked the child again, "Do your mom and dad get along well? Do you know your dad well?" Little Evelyn shook his head, only wanting to see his mother. He pursed his little lips, his big eyes suddenly becoming tear-filled, softly crying out. "Uncle Adrian, I want my mom, can you let me go back to my mom’s side, please?" He was terrified of losing his mom. Terrified that once separated from her, he’d never see her again. Adrian Grant couldn’t bear the sight of the child crying, turned his eyes away, coldly saying, "Your mom did something wrong. When she admits her mistake and apologizes, I’ll let her come back. Be good here, eat and sleep, Uncle won’t harm you." "What did my mom do wrong? I’ll apologize for her, okay?" Little Evelyn grabbed his hand, blinking his big eyes, with big tears rolling down. "Sorry Uncle Adrian, please forgive my mom, okay? Don’t separate me from her, I miss her."