Jenna's heart ached for her. Her mind was filled with Hansen's and Liya's figure. She had no idea how she should respond to Vivian's high expectations.
She had already thought about it. If Hansen wanted to marry Liya and bring her into Richards Manor, she would divorce him.
This was not a decision she made in the spur of the moment. The reason she could be so calm now was that she had thought it through.
However, Vivian's cloudy eyes were looking at her with tears drenching her clothes. The feeling of being in between life and death was so heavy that she could not breathe, and she was struggling to make a choice.
When facing the kind old lady, she became softhearted.
After a while, she slowly bent down and moved closer to Vivian's ears, speaking loudly.
"Don't worry, Grandma. I promise that I'll protect the Richards Group and Richards Manor."
Vivian must have heard it as she smiled, relieved.
Sabrina stood there silently, with tears dripping
down her face.
"Prof. Brown, could you please tell me what my Grandma's current condition is like now?" In the wellness center of Richards Manor, Jenna and Sabrina were anxious. They noticed that their Grandma was not quite alright as she couldn't even say a single word. The bad feeling Jenna had was worsening. It seemed that Grandma was dying.
The aging Prof. Brown adjusted his gold-framed glasses and said calmly, "Mrs. Richards, life is like a candle. You can light it up when there's wax. If the wax has been depleted, then it'll extinguish. This is the circle of life, and no one can do anything about it. But you can rest assured that our team of experts will do everything to extend Grandma's life. As for how long Grandma can last, we don't know."
At this point, Jenna had already understood. It seemed that Vivian's body would continue to deteriorate during this period of time.
"Madam, when will Mr. Richards and Mrs. Richards come back?" Meroy, who was accompanying her, also realized the seriousness of what was going on. At this time, her son and daughter-in-law must be around.
Jenna nodded and took out the phone without hesitation.
However, to her surprise, Lomen had picked up the phone.
After listening to what Jenna said, Lomen answered in a gentle manner, "Madam, Mr. Richards and Mrs. Richards are already on their way back."
Jenna was stunned. She didn't inform them, right?!
After a while, she was relieved.
They must have read the news and knew that something had happened to the Richards Group. That was why they rushed back.
She sighed deeply.
At this point, the Richards Group was in a mess.
Then, she called the butler and asked him to inform Claude to come home.
After making these two calls, only then did she feel relieved.
"The call is from Jenna, right?" asked Trevor in a deep voice. He was seated in the first-class cabin of the plane as it soared between the clouds.
"Yes, Mr. Richards. Grandma is indeed not doing well." After thinking for a while, he answered him directly.
"B*stard, he even kept my mother's illness a secret so as not to let me know about what had happened to the Richards Group." Trevor cursed in a low voice. The grief on his face was obvious, and it seemed as if he had lowered his head even more.
Marissa was terrified when she heard this from the side.
"Has the helicopter landed in Los Angeles?" he asked in a low voice.
"Mr. Richards, they're at the airport."
"Good, you will bring my wife home first then," he ordered calmly.
"Trevor, Mother is not in good health. You'd better not go to Capital City. Just follow us back to A City." Marissa urged anxiously.
"No, you should go back and handle everything well. I have to go to Capital City first." Trevor's body trembled, and his brows were furrowed. He immediately answered in a muffled voice.
He knew that Vivian wanted to see him, but she would definitely want to see Claude as well. Did he have a choice at this moment?
"Why?" Marissa was very puzzled. "Can your body endure it?"
"This is an order. There's no reason for it," Trevor shouted.
Seeing him like this, Marissa did not dare to speak again.
In the spacious office of Sky Sword Group.
The delicate essence of magnolia drifted in from the window, which was refreshing.
Zoella leaned in the president's chair, looking up at the tall magnolia trees outside the window. She enjoyed smelling the fragrance of magnolia a lot.
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