chapter1065

She knew it. The old man was lonely. Honestly, the only time a man like him is truly quiet is when he's already in the grave.

Lincoln didn't bother arguing. He just led Lydia and Juna inside. No matter what, they needed to check on Grandpa's health. If they didn't get him treated soon, who knew what kind of chaos he'd stir up next.

Before they even made it to the main hall, an old but surprisingly powerful voice carried out to them. "Tracy has looked after me for more than ten years. So what if I want to marry her and make her your stepmother? None of you agree? Is this how you treat me? Am I really supposed to just die here alone?"

Lincoln could only rub his forehead. His grandpa really had a knack for making things complicated. Getting married now? Seriously?

As Lincoln walked in with Lydia and Juna, his parents Geovan and Christine looked like they wished they could disappear.

"Lincoln, these must be Miss Norwood and Miss Davis, right?" Christine stood up and hurried over.

Her son had told her yesterday he'd bring the real Norwood daughter to see his grandfather. But this morning, they'd found Mr. Andy Lowe and Tracy... in the same bed. In all the chaos, she'd practically forgotten about the visit. And now, here they were, caught up in this mess.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Norwood, Miss Davis. This must be awkward for you," Christine said, struggling to hide her embarrassment. She could practically feel the floor open up beneath her.

Lincoln just waved it off. "Mom, they already heard everything outside. Grandpa's getting worse. Let's just have Miss Norwood check on him."

Christine hesitated for a moment. "With his mood right now, I doubt he'll agree."

Andy was still making a scene about marrying Tracy. After all, Tracy had been their housekeeper for decades. Now she was about to become their stepmother? Who could accept that?

And if Grandpa really went through with marrying Tracy, she'd be his legal wife, Judging by what he'd said, his fortune would become hers too. That was no small amount Christine just felt her head spinning. Were they really about to just hand over billions to...

Lincoln frowned. "Miss Norwood came all this way. Even if we have to drag Grandpa, she's seeing him today."

Christine let out a breath. "Let's try talking to him first. If that doesn't work, we'll figure something out."

Lydia and Juna followed them into

the room Mr. Lowe sat in a big armchair. As soon as he saw them, he gave a loud huff and turned his

head away like he wanted nothing to do with any of them.

Geovan shuffled over, looking just as uncomfortable. "Please don't mind us. My

father's been a little difficult lately."

Lydia just smiled politely. "It's alright. I'll give him a checkup."

Christine nodded. "I'll talk to him."

Christine walked over to Mr. Lowe and spoke softly. "Dad, we can talk about you

and Tracy later. For now, let the doctor take a look at you, okay?"

Mr. Lowe didn't even look at her. "I'm perfectly healthy. There's nothing wrong with me. Why do you all keep insisting need a doctor? Are you just waiting for me to die?"

"Dad, don't say that. We just want you to live a long life. We're worried about you,

that's why we asked the doctor to come."

"What's there to check? I'm not seeing any doctor. I'm going to get a marriage license with Tracy right now."