Chapter 149


    “You’re both here, Maurice and Ss.”


    In the blink of an eye, the chilly feeling in the room dissipated when Nancy walked into the living room


    with a dish of fruit.


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    “What are you referring to?”


    “It’s nothing, Mom,” Gerald said. He had to treat his mother with respect.


    Nancy snarled at Earle and Gerald. “What’s the matter with you? Surely you don’t want to frighten the


    kid.”


    She took Ss in her arms.


    Obediently, Ss leaned towards Nancy’s breast. When he wasn’t acting like an adult and acting like a


    child, he was lovable.


    “Dear Great-grandma, how are you?”


    “You poor little thing, thest time I saw you was long ago. I miss you terribly.”


    Nancy gave Ss a pinch on the face and a kiss on the cheek.


    Ss gathered his strength to speak, raising his head. “Don’t me Uncle Maurice, Great-grandpa.


    Because I had been ying for a long time, we arrivedte.”


    When Earle saw his granddaughter’s sole child, his expression softened. He gave Maurice an


    uninterested look and said, “Do not repeat that. Sit down. I guess it’s only right if we have a meal.”


    “Sure.”


    Immediately after Earle’sments, everyone sat down. There was silence for a minute, except for the


    sound of tes and forks hitting.


    Gerald was upset when he saw how peaceful the room was.


    He feigned concern and said, “Maurice, I’ve heard that you tore up the Jarvis household in order to win


    the affections of ady. Is this urate?”


    Inwardly, Maurice scoffed as he put down the food he was picking up.


    Today, Gerald tried to make it as tough as possible for him.


    Earle’s scowl was anticipated, and he enquired, “Maurice, tell me what’s happening. Who’s that


    woman?”


    Mauriceid down his forks, wiped his mouth gently, and answered, “Grandpa, I didn’t wipe out the


    Jarvis family for the sake of a woman. In recent years, the Jarvis family has been a spent arrow. They


    still hoped to gain an edge by using the closeness of the Moran family to them. Allow them to take


    advantage of us, and more families will follow suit and do the same in the future. I can’t let that


    happen!”


    After he heard this, Earle’s expression became a little softer.


    Gerald was rather persistent. “Really? Everyone in the workce was aware that you pursued Eliana,


    ording to what I’ve heard.”


    Earle squinted and asked, “Eliana?”


    Gerald’s responded, “Yes, that’s correct. She is the sole daughter of the Pierce Group’s owner, and the


    group dered bankruptcy five years ago.”


    “I advise you, Maurice, although you may have a good time with a low-statusdy, you should not take


    things to a serious level. The tragedy of thest generation is something that shouldn’t recur. Especially


    if you’ll be one involved.”


    Maurice’s father’s demise saddened Earle. Every time he mentioned him, he was ovee with grief.


    These statements were unbearable to Nancy. She chastised Earle by pointing her finger at his nose.


    “All of you, please stop talking now. Earle, I’d want to tell you something. I’m happy to have Eliana as


    my granddaughter-inw. Come on, someone, stop it! Didn’t everyone learn enough from the past? I


    will flee if somebody tries to cause problems for Maurice again. Leaving the Moran family is an option


    for me!”


    Earle remained silent as a result of the scolding. This dominant husband, who had been that way his


    whole life, couldn’t stand up to his wife. His wife appeared to be able to persuade him to give in to her.


    Gerald was unable to say anything harsh when Nancy became enraged.


    They were all awestruck by Nancy.


    Ss gave Nancy a sneaky thumbs-up beneath the table.


    Nancy was able to settle a disagreement right away.


    Maurice rarely sat in front of Ss’ bed in the evenings to lull him to sleep. On the nightstand, there was


    a snapshot of the whole family.


    “Sleep now. I’m not going anywhere till you’re sound asleep.”


    Ss’s quilt was tugged by Maurice, who perched on the side of the bed.


    “Then you should keep your word,” Ss whispered, burying his head in theforter.


    “Of course.” Maurice’s grin became softer and softer around the corners of his lips.


    Maurice didn’t leave until Ss was well asleep.


    It was already far into the wee hours of the morning. Maurice went alone to the balcony and started


    smoking. He could only really experience his yearning for someone at that exact time.