When Duke returned to the ward, Old President's eyes were fixed on his face, so it could be seen that this nephew was in a difficult position.
"Do you also suspect me?" The Old President began to mock himself.
Duke placed his phone on the cabinet next to him and did not say a word.
"I admit that I had the intention to kill him before, but this time, it isn't me." The Old President mocked.
Duke looked at him slowly, and then, he said with an expressionless face: "This is a war between you and him, I don't want to hear about it."
"Are you afraid of him? Joseph Grant once stood at the same starting point as you, but he has already surpassed you by too much.” Old President's words provoked him.
"I'm not afraid of others. I'm afraid of myself." Duke immediately stood up and walked towards Old President step by step: "Everyone has a demon in their heart, greed will lure them out from the abyss, I am afraid that one day I will become greedy and unsatisfied, I will let that demon out."
Old President had never been taught a lesson by anyone before. Never would he have thought that his favorite nephew would look down on him from above and even say something like this to him when he was lying on the sickbed at this moment.
"Why are you telling me this? I don't want to hear it. " Old President was a little angry as he turned his face away.
Seeing that he was acting shamelessly, Duke laughed helplessly: "Has anyone ever told you this before? Or you still want to do it even if you know it. Power is the devil that lives in your heart. You're not satisfied, you let him out again and again to hurt people, but in the end, you can't control him. Uncle, do you feel anything by lying here? "
"Duke, you can't teach me a lesson. I'm your elder." Old President was even more furious.
"Yes, elders are role models used to respect and learn. But I have never learned anything from you. On the contrary, the way you are lying right now makes me feel more like a relative, you are old and sick, I will take care of you by your side and have a chance to be filial to you. Uncle, have you never thought that once you reach a certain age, you will step down from a high position and live a leisurely life of your own?" Duke's gaze became warm, no longer as overbearing as before.
Old President's eyes were a little dazed. He looked so muddled that he seemed to have lost his memory and started to see the world anew.
"There are some reasons. I understand, but I can't do it." Finally, he closed his eyes as if he had been trained.
Seeing his hateful and pitiful appearance, Duke didn't know what to feel in his heart. He immediately turned around and said, "I'm going downstairs to buy some things."
When he left, Old President once again opened his eyes, his expression was filled with bewilderment.
Duke gave instructions to the guards at the side, then gloomily went downstairs.
Duke went downstairs, directly buying a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from a shop at the side. After which, he turned and walked to the side for a while, there was a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, he anxiously broke off his cigarette case, and casually took out cigarettes to tip his lips, just as he was about to light them.
Suddenly, he heard a pure and pure female voice that sounded like a silver bell.
"Duke, are you really here?"
Hearing the voice, Duke's attempt to light the fire instantly froze, and his back stiffened up. However, it was only for a short two seconds, and like usual, he lit up his cigarette and took a deep breath before turning his head to look at the beautiful girl standing under the sunlight with both her hands behind her.
"Wendy, what are you doing here?" The man's voice was indifferent, but her gaze shifted, as if he was afraid to look at the girl. Or perhaps, he was afraid that if he looked at her more, he would not want to look away.
Wendy was wearing a cute school uniform. From a gMillerce, it was obvious that she had escaped from school: a camouflaged plaid shirt, a cute deep red butterfly tie, a small suit that fit her well, a black and white skirt that went past her knees, and a pair of black and white knee stockings, bringing out her entire youthful air. Her delicate hair that went past her shoulders and her shattered bangs made her seem like she had passed through a beautiful girl's comics.
"I heard you were back, and I wanted to see you." Wendy held her hands behind her back, walking past a few trees and headed towards the small pavilion.
Duke's breathing was a little ragged, and when he saw her walking over, his body clearly trembled.
Wendy ran over and gasped for breath. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and her small face looked even more pink and tender, just like a blooming flower, causing people to look forward to her blooming.
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