True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 579

When Zachary received the call, he was on his laptop. He hesitated for a moment before picking up when he saw who was calling.

"Hello?"

"Zachary!"

"Grandpa!" Zachary was not surprised. He had already expected that Maxim would call him after taking the urn away.

"Uncle Charles, Uncle Donald and Aunt Eva are going over to your place now," Maxim said.

Zachary paused. From Maxim's tone, he realized that his grandfather must be in a bad mood.

Zachary suddenly realized that his three children must've fought with him. Otherwise, he would not have called Zachary.

"Grandpa, you shouldn't have fought for the urn," Zachary said calmly through the phone.

Maxim didn't answer him and changed the topic. "The three of them are coming for your money. It's your choice."

Maxim didn't say much, and hung up immediately after saying this.

Zachary felt perplexed as he held onto his cell phone before putting it down.

He got up and went downstairs.

Soon after, the butler came to report to him in a hurry. "Young Master Zachary, Maxim's three children are here."

"My uncles and aunt?" Zachary asked.

The butler nodded. "Yes."

"Since they're here, invite them in." Zachary instructed emotionlessly, "Let them into the front hall."

"Yes, sir!"

The butler quickly rushed over to the door and let them in.

Zachary entered the front hall and stood in front of his father's portrait. He looked at it.

When Charles came in with Eva and Donald, he saw Zachary's back facing them. His tall figure stood in front of Philip's portrait.

Charles' eyes lit up, but he didn't say anything.

Eva, who was impatient, had already begun to speak. "Zachary, we are all here. Do you have to make your elders wait for you as we stare at your back?"

Zachary did not reply nor turn around to look at them. He bowed to his father as if there was no one else there but him.

Charles frowned and warned Eva with a look.

Eva ignored Charles' warning and snorted, "Charles, what I said is for his own good."

Just then, Zachary turned around and looked at them. His expression was indifferent, and he said casually, "Aunt Eva, I'm sorry. I was saying a few words to my dad just now. He appeared in my

dream and told me to be careful last night."

Eva was shocked, and she frowned. "What are you trying to pull? Do you really think that we will believe you?"

"Aunt Eva, you don't have to believe me," Zachary said. "He appeared in my dream, not yours, so it doesn't matter if you believe me or not."

Eva sneered, "How dare you speak to me like that? Even your father had never dared to disrespect me."

As she spoke, she glanced at Philip's portrait. She did not dare to meet her little brother's gaze in the portrait as she looked away.

"Aunt Eva." Zachary looked peaceful, and his tone was calm. He then spoke slowly, "You seem to have made a mistake." His words felt oppressing to the three of them.

"What mistake?" Eva paused, irritated by Zachary's stare. "Tell me, what mistake have I made?"