“How do you think your father would feel if he knew you’re being bewitched by a woman? I think he’d give you a slap to wake up!” Old Master Reed scoffed.
Old Master Reed did not like the fact that he was gradually losing control of his grandson.
“Grandpa, are you trying to remind me about something?” Jason raised his brows as he looked at the old man. His pair of eyes that looked like peach blossoms were so beautiful that they reminded the old man of Jason’s mother.
‘Those eyes look so alike that woman’s!’
If it had not been for that woman in the past, Old Master Reed would not have been on bad terms with his son. Consequently, his son would not have left home and died outside.
“Have you forgotten what happened to your father?” The old man once again brought up the past.
“I haven’t forgotten, and I’ve said it, I won’t walk the path my father did,” Jason said.
“If that’s the case, you should chase that woman named Grace out of the Reed Residence and never let her appear in your life again!” Old Master Reed growled.
“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Jason’s gaze darkened. His heart tightened momentarily when he heard the old man’s words and rejected the idea out of reflex. He would not even think twice about it.
“You…” Old Master Reed choked on his breath as he stared at his grandson.
“Grandpa, I will not walk the path my father did. I’ll make sure that everything is under control. I’ll make Grace so used to my presence that she won’t be able to leave me at all.” Jason had a light smile on his face, but the threat in his gaze was evident. “Therefore, I hope that grandpa will not meddle with my affairs. If you do try to interfere, then I can’t guarantee that I won’t do anything to limit your freedom.”
Old Master Reed was so angry that his complexion turned red. Only after coughing a few times did he calm down. Nevertheless, it was evident that the old man had been infuriated. “Are you threatening me?”
“No, I’m just reminding you.” Jason stared at the old man. “If anything bad happens to her, then both of us will be standing at different camps!”
Old Master Reed might have been weak, but his gaze was still sharp as he glared at his grandson. He understood that Jason was not humoring him.
“What is so good about that woman that has made you so bewitched by her?” It was something that Old Master Reed could not figure out.
Old Master Reed had asked his men to catch Grace and bring her to him to have a look once. To him, she was a plain Jane that was a huge difference from the ideal granddaughter-in-law he had in mind.
“Because she’s the first woman to have ever made me call her Sis.” Jason smiled. It was because she once said that they could rely on each other from that day onward.
It was her that gave him a sense of home once again after so many years.
Each time he called her Sis, it made him feel that they were indeed family.
He wanted to retain that feeling.
Old Master Reed looked in disbelief at his grandson as if his reply earlier was some joke that had been cooked up on the spot.
Jason casually responded, “Grandpa, you won’t understand.”
Old Master Reed bellowed, “There will come a day when you’ll regret it!”
“So grandpa, perhaps you should try to live for many more years to see if that day when I will regret it will come.” Jason smiled slightly.
“Good… excellent! I await the day to see your face filled with regret!” Old Master Reed challenged in response.
Later that afternoon, Grace exited the restaurant with the dishes she had cooked in the morning as well as the incense and ingots she had bought the night before. She then headed for her mother’s grave.
In the past, when her mother pa**ed away, her father did not purchase a plot of land in the cemetery. He merely buried her in the burial area of his friend’s village.
The reason being it was cheaper.
Back then, her father merely needed to give the villagers a few sticks of cigarettes and bribe his way through. It was way cheaper than buying a plot of land in the cemetery.
Later on, the idea of moving her mother to a better grave. on an auspicious date came across her mind, after all, her mother’s grave was merely a simple one in the mountains near the village.
It was a ha**le to visit the grave. Additionally, as time went by, the tombstone began to crack. It cost a huge fortune to repair it. Hence, it was a much better option to move the grave to a proper cemetery.
However, Grace ended up in jail and thus, the idea was put on hold. After serving her sentence, Grace was left with not much money. Hence, not only was she unable to afford to pay for a place in a cemetery, but she could not even afford the labor fee for the workers to help her move the grave.
When Grace arrived at the foot of the hill, she saw that the villagers had set up a registration counter under a makeshift tent. Many people were coming and going to visit the cemetery.
When it was Grace’s turn in line, she gave her mother’s grave number. To her surprise, the person handling the registration counter immediately responded after hearing the number by saying, “That grave was moved. What are you still doing here?”
“Moved?” Grace was stunned.
“Yes, it was, by a man named Tony Cummins. I think he’s the husband of the deceased.” The person at the counter looked up the man’s information.
Grace suddenly recalled that her father had used the matter of moving the grave to ask her to make a trip home. However, when she got home, her father and stepmother’s main focus was not on moving the grave but on Brian.
Thus, Grace did not ponder on the issue. Nevertheless, she was not expecting her father to have suddenly moved her mother’s grave without saying a word.
“Do you know where he moved the grave?” Grace urgently asked.
“I have no idea about that. We only settled the paperwork regarding people moving the grave out. We did not ask where they were moving it!”
Grace bit her lip and asked further, “Could… could I go up to have a look? I’ll register and just take a look at the spot. If it has been moved, I’ll come down immediately.”
The person noticed how anxious and pale Grace looked and thus did not give her much trouble by allowing her to go.
Grace almost ran up the mountain. When she arrived at the place that used to be her mother’s grave, she was greeted with an empty pit. Not even the tombstone was left. Nothing.
Other than the pit, only a pile of soil could be seen next to it.
‘It… has been moved!’
Grace was stunned for a moment before she took out her phone and dialed her father’s number.
Only after the phone rang for a long time, did the call finally connected. On the other end of the line, Tony Cummins’s voice was heard, “What’s the matter?”
“Did you move mum’s grave?” Grace got straight to the question.
Tony Cummins impatiently replied, “So what if I did? Why? This unfilial daughter finally remembers her mother’s grave?”
“Where did you shift mum’s grave?” Grace asked.
“Ha! You’re concerned about your mother’s grave now? Didn’t you say that you don’t acknowledge this family anymore? I don’t think you need to know where your mother’s grave is.” Tony Cummins was very irritable.
Grace pursed her lips and took a deep breath. “What do you want before you’ll tell me where my mother’s grave has been moved?”
“Such an unfilial daughter. Are you begging me now? Back then, I told you not to seduce Brian to avoid hurting your sister’s relationship, and what did you say? Let me be frank, if you don’t have 50 million bucks, don’t expect me to reveal the grave’s location,” Tony Cummins said.
He then hung up the call immediately.
When Grace tried to call him again, he declined her call.
How can one have such a father? Grace’s relatives are the worst