Chapter 615
Chapter 615 Pretend To Be Sick
The couple left the Federal Bureau of Investigation hand in hand and rushed back to the Jenson
residence, heading for Valentino’s vi.
Logan was already waiting at the vi entrance. “You’re finally willing toe back, Mr. Jenson.”
Cedrick said, “Have you contacted the Jenson family’s medical corps?”
Logan nodded and led the couple inside. “I’ve made the call. The medical corps should be here in a
few minutes.”
Gwendolyn asked, “Grandpa was well. Why did he pass out again out of the blue? The result of his
previous medical checkup was fine, right? Did he eat something wrong again?”
Logan looked troubled. “I don’t know the specifics either. As soon as I got back, Old Mr. Jenson was
already unconscious. He seems to be doing worse than before, so I could only ask for you to return.
Mr. Jenson.
The trio entered the living room and headed toward the staircase.
Since Valentino was old and had difficulty walking, having to rely on the aid of a crutch all the time, his
room wasn’t located high up, just on the second floor.
Just as they reached the second floor, Logan suddenly turned to Gwendolyn. “Mrs. Jenson, I just heard
from Mdm. Yarde that Mr. Benedict has been crying all night, refusing to sleep. Mdm. Yarde couldn’t
soothe him. Since you’re here, why don’t you check on him?”
Benny has been crying? Taken aback, Gwendolyn shifted her gaze to Cedrick and didn’t respond at
once.
Cedrick seemed to sense Logan’s intention. He said, “I’ll watch over Grandpa. If Benny has been
crying all night, he must not be feeling well, or perhaps he’s missing you. You go check on him. Don’t
worry about Grandpa.
Gwendolyn could only nod. “I’ll go check on Benny, then. If there isn’t anything serious, I’lle back
down to see Grandpa.”
“Okay.” A tender look filled Cedrick’s dark eyes as he came to a halt and watched her ascend the
stairs.
“Let’s go, Mr. Jenson. Old Mr. Jenson needs you.”
Cedrick withdrew his gaze and followed Logan into Valentino’s bedroom.
The white incandescent ceiling light was on inside the bedroom.
Valentino sat at the head of the bed, half leaning against the pillow. His murky yet sharp gaze was
directed at Cedrick as thetter approached from afar.
Noticing that Valentino was full of vigor and doing fine, Cedrick didn’t seem surprised at all.
He had suspected that when Logan intentionally distracted Gwendolyn.
“If you wish to see me, you could’ve just called, Grandpa. You didn’t have to pretend to be sick.”
Valentino didn’t respond to his grandson’s slightly resentful remark and instead slowly stretched out his
hand. “Cedrick,e sit by my bed.”
Cedrick strode over and sat on Valentino’s bedsidepliantly.
Valentino looked at his grandson, who he had personally raised, with a sense of aplishment. His
voice wasced with nostalgia as he spoke. “I remember you were only two years old when you were
first brought to me. You were only so small.” He raised his wrinkled hand to gesture the height. “Very
mini, very cute. You always liked to cling to my trousers and call me from behind. I’d always been strict
with you, reprimanding, beating, and making you kneel as punishment. However, I was only so stern
because I had high expectations for you.”
His eyes welled up with tears as he grew more sentimental. “Twenty years have passed in the blink of
an eye. You’vepletely reced me and seized full control of Jenson Group while attaining great
sess in both military and business worlds, bing the man at the top of the pyramid in
Salinsburgh.”
Cedrick sighed and asked calmly. “What are you trying to say, Grandpa? Did you call me here so that I
can listen to you reminisce about the past?”
“Now that you’re grown and independent, you no longer value my opinions. I had to request Logan to
meet with
you in person and repeatedly urge you toe home. If I didn’t pretend to be sick, would you have
come back?”
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Cedrick felt resigned, listening to his grandfather’s reproach. “I respect and revere you, Grandpa, but I
have my personal boundaries. You should know that. If anyone dares to harm the people I cherish, I
won’t let them off easily no matter who they are. Xander was merely detained for two days, and he
suffered minor diforts, yet it has caused you so much distress, Grandpa. You even resorted to
using the truth about my parents’ car ident to coerce me into submission and even pretended to be
sick to make mee home. It seems you’re truly fond of that grandson of yours.”
Stumped, Valentino chose to leverage familial love.
“Cedrick, I’m old. I only have two grandsons, you and Xander, and one granddaughter, Triss. Perhaps
my karmic retribution that the rest of my grandchildren were met with unfortunate idents when t
were young. I don’t want to see you and Xander fighting each other over inheritance and power.”
As he spoke, he reached out, wanting to touch the mostpetent grandson he had raised.
However, Cedrick moved away, avoiding Valentino’s touch.
The old man’s expression stiffened. He retracted his hand in silence and got down to business. “I called
you here tonight to tell you the truth about your parents’ incident. However, that is provided that you
must first promise me to let Yael and Xander go.”
Cedrick’s eyes darkened, and he hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing to Valentino’s request.
“All right. I can let Uncle Yael and Xander go and write off this incident.”
Valentino was slightly stunned.
He had prepared himself to get into a lengthy discussion with Cedrick regarding that matter. Little did
he expect thetter to agree with such crity.
He felt relieved, but at the same time, a slightly apologetic look shed across his eyes. He started
recounting the past, “Your father was my chosen sessor. The culprit behind the car ident was a
military friend of mine who once saved my life, so I chose to sacrifice my eldest son and daughter-in-
law, who was beyond treatment, to get my friend off the hook.”
Cedrick frowned, unconvinced by Valentino’s speech.
“Who was this military friend of yours? Do I know him? Grandpa, you hated owing others favors when
you were in the military. Howe I never heard about someone saving your life.” A life-saving favor
isn’t something minor, so how could I have never heard of it all these years?
Cedrick found his grandfather’s excuse full of loopholes and didn’t hold up to scrutiny.
Valentino looked down. “You’re asking me so many questions at once. Which one should I answer
first?”
Cedrick pressed further, “Do you need me to repeat all my questions, Grandpa?”
The old man was speechless for a few moments before uttering impatiently, “It seems that you don’t
believe a word I’m saying. That military friend of mine passed away from cancer a few years ago. After
1 retired, he left the military, too, so you wouldn’t know him. As for yourck of knowledge that I owed
someone a life-saving favor, it’s because I’ve paid it off following your father’s ident, which is why
I’ve never mentioned it all these years. Although I feel guilty toward you and about what happened,
your parents couldn’t be saved. Despite how heartbroken I was, I couldn’t stand idly by and watch as
that matter spiraled out of control to the extent of affecting Jenson Group’s stock price. I had to dere
that unfortunate incident a regr traffic ident.”
Cedrick got to his feet and took a few steps back, staring at his grandfather, who he suddenly found
extremely unfamiliar, warily. “Grandpa, do you think you can deceive me with such a poorly made-up
excuse to save Uncle Yael and Xander?”
Valentino wore a determined expression. “It’s up to you to believe me. Or, you can rely on your
capabilities to investigate it.”
Cedrick snorted and probed further, “Since my parents car ident had something to do with your
military friend, why does Uncle Yael know about it?”