Gloria was absolutely unyielding. "Yes, I am my father's daughter, and you are already in another generation, so you are an outsider!"
Keegan was speechless. He turned his head around to look at his parents. His parents only sighed sorrowfully without saying anything.
"Dad! I remembered that Grandma had been telling us since childhood that Grandpa had kept a vixen out there. Grandpa had actually already turned over a new leaf, but that vixen still kept harassing Grandpa all the time. My grandma! My grandma used to have such good health. Why did she die at the age of sixty? My grandma was pissed to death by that woman! That woman truly was hard to shake off! Grandpa had clearly told her that he would never want her and would never take her into the family! But what did the woman do? She kept pestering him! She had pestered my grandpa his whole life, and she finally killed my grandma with her pestering. That woman is gone now, but it's her daughter's turn to continue pestering our family. She actually even wants to take away all of Grandpa's properties! Dad, do we owe her anything? No, we don't. It's her and her mother who had owed it to our family!"
Keegan said that confidently as he thought his argument was justified. Old Master Shaw kept coughing on the bed. The old man had been holding himself back until his face was completely reddened, but he was unable to say a thing for a very long while.
Seeing that Keegan had temporarily stopped, Old Master Shaw, who had been holding it in for a very long time, raised his haggard hand and shouted, "Keegan, don't argue anymore. Keegan...your aunt and your cousin are right. They...they had never pestered me before. Gloria’s mother...was a very good woman. She had an incurable disease but was always positive. Her paintings are very artistic. She is a woman who protects herself and her reputation very well. She had been very pure and indifferent toward fame and wealth all her life, and she had lived a very pleasing life. When she was young, she made quite a number of friends abroad even though she was sick.
"Her paintings were artworks depicting the pains in this world. Her authentic paintings are now something that is very hard to find for many people. I have twenty of her paintings with me, and each of them is worth more than a million dollars. One of her paintings already has an estimated market value of tens of millions. She is not a world-renowned artist, but her artworks are very powerful. She was a very talented person. Her talents were something I..." At that moment, Old Master Shaw had cried so hard that he stopped talking.
There was endless remorse in the cries of the old man. The remorse seemed to be saying that no matter how much he cried, there was no do-over for that vibrant life anymore. Everything was his fault. Also, this was a mistake that he would never be able to compensate for anymore.
It was after he cried for a while that Old Master Shaw continued, I was the one who had violated her. I have ruined her life, but I kept refusing to admit that. I kept thinking that she was the one who had been sticking tightly to me and wouldn't leave me alone. I even unintentionally passed on these ideas to you, the next generation. The sins I've committed truly are too great. Oh...," said Old Master Shaw, panting as he was out of breath.
After saying that, he raised his hand again and called out, "All of you come over here. Everybody come over."
"Grandpa...," called out Keegan as he ran over.
"Grandpa!" Marcus looked at his grandpa while feeling incomparably heartbroken.
"Dad! Dad, are you alright?" Marcus's Father knelt before his father and burst out crying.
"All of you .I have to say something in front of all of you today. Keegan, your other two brothers are not here yet, so you'll be their representative. I have to declare once again in front of all of you that your grandfather, me, had wronged Gloria's mother."
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