Nigel''s expression stiffened. He said, "Nonsense, you and Justin are both my grandsons. I care for you both equally." Grant chuckled. "Grandpa, I was just joking. I know you care about me."


    At that moment, the door of the luxurious van opened, and a graceful figure emerged.


    "Mr. Grant, the parking lot is chilly. Your body can''t handle the cold."


    As she spoke, rice lowered her gaze and bent down, carefully draping a soft nket over Grant''s knees.


    Gregory nced at the stranger and asked, "Who is this?"


    "This is Ms. rice Amaryllis, my personal assistant. Back when I was in Meridan, she was always taking care of me, the useless person," Grant answered, pressing a fist against his pale lips and coughing lightly.


    "Grant, you''re the son that I value very much. How could you call yourself useless? Don''t belittle yourself. Your health has improved a lot, and with continued treatment, you will keep getting better!" Gregory spoke patiently, looking at rice with gratitude. "Ms. Amaryllis, thank you for your hard work."


    "It''s my pleasure, Chairman Salvador. Taking care of Mr. Grant is my duty. It''s not hard work at all," rice replied with a sweet smile.


    Justin stared at her lovely, delicate features, his eyes dark and intense. Even from a distance of two meters, his sharp senses picked up the faint floral scent she was giving off.


    rice felt his gaze, and her bright eyes flickered briefly, the smile on her lips softening ever so slightly.


    Be noticed this and could not help but bite her lips, feeling secretly jealous.


    "Dad, can I go visit Carrie?" Grant asked, his brows furrowed slightly as concern filled his eyes. "I''m her brother too, and I''m really worried about her."


    rice sighed sympathetically. "To


    be honest, Mr. Grant rushed back without telling anyone because he wanted to visit Ms. Carrie. Ever since her ident, he hasn''t been able to get a good night''s sleep. He wanted toe back sooner, but he was you all more


    worried about causing wasConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    trouble, so he dyed his return by a few days."


    "rice, there''s no need for these unnecessaryments," Grantined angrily.


    "My son, you''re so considerate," Gregory said, clearly touched. "Your timing is perfect. Carrie just regained consciousness. She''ll be very happy to see you."


    The Salvador family returned to the VIP in-patient ward, and the usually proud and noble Gregory personally pushed Grant''s wheelchair.


    It was customary for prominent families to ce immense importance on their firstborn son, a tradition that had existed for centuries in Savrow.


    If it were not for the kidnapping incident that led to Grant''s declining health, the ''illegitimate son'', Justin, would never have gained such prominence and influence within a few years.


    Just as Be was about to follow them into the ward, Justin suddenly grabbed her slender wrist.


    Without a word, he pulled her into the dimly lit safety corridor and mmed the door shut behind them.


    He gazed at her intensely as hisrge hands gripped her shoulders, pressing her against the wall, before kissing her passionately.


    Be felt no difort as Justin''s


    hand cushioned the impact between


    her shoulders and the wall. Their lips


    and mouths were locked in a


    l.ne


    passionate kiss, and tears glistened at the corners of her eyes as she was swept up in the moment.


    After a long while, their lips finally parted.


    "What''s got you all worked up suddenly?" Be panted, her soft and tender body still pinned against the wall by him.


    "Be, don''t look at him that way,"


    Justin murmured. His intense passion and possessiveness on the verge of bursting from his chest His gaze was dark and. intense. "Even if he is my elder brother."