"How can you gamble with your own life?" The old man's face was gloomy. "Who knows when he might have an attack."
"Don't worry, Grandpa. You have doctors here, and I have them on my end too. I'll have the doctor keep an eye on his condition, and if anything unusual happens, I'll definitely keep some distance from him immediately."
Melody Thorne was trying to reassure the old man.
Clara Seymour and Stella Seymour were watching Melody with sudden jealousy in their eyes. All this talk about the first and second in line had become mere formalities since Melody arrived. How could they bear such favoritism from the old man?
"Grandpa, I'm not convinced." Clara was the first to step forward.
Everyone in the hall looked at her.
"She chose her own man, and she just arrived at the Seymour family without having done anything. Why does she get all the positions as soon as she comes?"
