The last time Kesha was there, the place was full of life. Within just a few days, it now looked dilapidated like a ghost town.
The fully-bloomed flowers had withered. Even the grass on the lawn was brown. It was as though the plants could sense the death of their owner.
Kesha George paused for a moment. Then, she suddenly realized that she shouldn't have come here.
She knew that Steven Granger had only tolerated her as she was beneficial to him back then. Now that everyone else in the second house was dead, she was no longer of any use to him.
Thinking of this, Kesha turned around and started to leave.
Behind her, she heard a servant shouting, "Young Master Steven, what are you doing? What are you looking at?"
Kesha turned back hurriedly, curious as to know what was happening. She saw Steven sitting at the door of the living room, facing the couch on the porch. His empty eyes were staring in her direction.
She felt her chest tightening as she walked back toward him.
"Steven, how are you?"
Steven didn't say a word. His expression remained blank as he kept staring at her. Goosebumps lined Kesha's entire body. She felt as though he was staring right through her soul.
Just as she was about to speak, Steven reached out and hugged her.
"Why did you come? I didn't think that anyone would come. I thought that everyone who cared about me had died."
Kesha was momentarily stunned, then she slowly lowered her raised arms.
Over the years, she had her fair share of experience with men. She could tell who was sincere and who wasn't.
Although both of them had gotten along very well, she knew that the relationship was strictly for their own gains. She never felt an inch of sincerity for him, and neither did she expect any from him.
However, at this moment, she could feel his sincerity.
Now that she had thought about it, Harry's death didn't mean that it was the end for them. They still had the amusement park project. Even if they were chased out of the Granger family's property, living at the amusement park wouldn't be so bad.
Thinking of this, Kesha reached out and hugged Steven.
"Do you know how worried I was about you?"
Steven responded by hugging her even tighter.
"But I don't have anything else left. Both of my parents have left me."
"No!" Kesha shook her head, "You still have me!" Because of Kesha's comfort, Steven finally cheered up on the seventh day after the incident.
Soon after, the hospital successfully rescued Kaylene from the brink of death and prescribed her a list of pills. The drugs that she took had messed up her nervous system and the doctor said that she was going to be bedridden for the rest of her life.
Out of courtesy, Eudora George and Amos Granger dropped by the hospital for a visit.
When they arrived, Steven was also there. The atmosphere in the ward became very tense. Steven was seated next to the bed and he didn't say a word.
Although he saw them there, he didn't take any initiative to greet them.
Amos was a man of few words, so he just took a look at his aunt, nodded, then turned to leave.
Steven chased after them after they stepped out of the room.
"Thank you, Amos."
Amos looked at him with indifference, "Are you sure that you want to thank us? I thought that you despised me."
Steven was stunned for a moment, then his face broke into his usual smile.
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