<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 920 Apologize To Elliot</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena waspletely stunned that someone had actually dared to curse her grandson and called him a short–lived wr*tch.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The cousins present we’re all at a loss for words. They had only said that leukemia was incurable, but when had they ever called Elliot short–lived wr*tch?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yet, Eli was particrly skilled at acting and promptly embraced Elena.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Grandma Elena, am I not going to live much longer? I don’t want to die yet, Grandma Elena.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tears fell from his eyes as he spoke.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Had Cecilia not known the truth, she would have been deceived by Elliot as well.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, she vaguely realized that her younger son was quite clever.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“My dear Elliot, how could you possibly not live long? You will live a long, healthy life.” Elena bent down to wipe away Elliot’s tears, then turned her cold gaze toward the others present. “Who among you dared to curse my grandson? Speak up!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, Cassandra desperately wished to find a ce and hide.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The others were also afraid of Elena, each stuttering and stammering.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">One bravely spoke up. “Aunt Elena, we didn’t call Eli a short–lived wr*tch.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What exactly did you tell him then?” Elena demanded loudly. “If none of you said it, how would a child even know of the word, short–lived wr*tch?”</font></font>? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“We just said Leukemia isn’t an easy illness to treat,” another person whispered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia interjected, “You just said it’s not easy to cure? Is that all?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">They had clearly stated that it was incurable.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In reality, regardless of whether Elliot’s illness was curable, they shouldn’t have spoken such harsh words in front of them as rtives.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot’s sobs grew louder. “Grandma Elena, I don’t want to die,” he whimpered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena was utterly heartbroken.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Pointing at the people present, she scolded, “Are you all still children? How thoughtless! Apologize to my grandson right now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The group of women had never seen Elena that angry before. Despite their reluctance, they found themselves apologizing to a four–year–old child.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Eli, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say what I said.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m sorry, Eli.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had thought she didn’t need to apologize since she hadn’t said anything. However, unexpectedly, Elena demanded, “Cassandra, what are you waiting for Apologize to Eli.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra was taken aback.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mom, I never said anything about Eli.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena was no fool. She knew Cassandra had spent the day getting acquainted with the women. Since this incident had urred, even a fool knew there was more to the story.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Apologize to him now!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At her firm demand, Cassandra had no choice but to apologize, “I’m sorry, Eli.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The adults had apologized to Elliot, but he deliberately said, “All of you need to be more courteous in the future, okay?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">They reluctantly nodded in agreement.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Understood.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The incident passed just like that.</font></font>
After Elena asked Cecilia why Jonathan hadn’t shown up, she led Elliot to y.
From a distance, Felix saw Elliot being led away, and he discreetly followed.
Meanwhile, Niel sat in his armchair in the study and demanded angrily, “The child in Cecilia’s belly isn’t a, Rainsworths. Why didn’t you tell me that?”
The look in Nathaniel’s eyes subtly shifted. His expression didn’t change, and he simply asked, “Did Jessica.. say that?”
He hadn’t expected Jessica to be so audacious. Despite his warnings to watch her words, she continued to spout nonsense.
Niel firmly mmed his cane on the ground.
“All I have to do is ask around a bit to find this out. Do I need someone to tell me? What exactly is going on? Speak up! Whose child is she carrying?”