Chapter 598


    The moment Trevon finished speaking, the man on the bed did not respond or offer a retort.


    After a few seconds of silence, Trevon turned around and brought his grandfather a bucket of water. He


    wiped Theo''s face and hands, then proceeded tob his hair as well. Following that, he went to the


    closet and retrieved the clothes Rachel had prepared in advance, dressing his grandfather.


    Theo had always been headstrong, so Trevon was certain he would not appreciate others helping him


    with dressing. Therefore, Trevon took it upon himself to assist.


    He finished helping Theo wash up and get dressed.


    He then took out his phone and called Jim. As soon as Jim picked up, he instructed, "Get the funeral


    service personnel toe to Wilson''s residence."


    Silence lingered on the other end of the line. After a few seconds, Jim quickly said, "Alright, I will


    arrange it immediately."


    Upon ending the call, Trevon returned his phone to his pocket. After quickly checking on his


    grandfather in bed, he made his way to his parent''s room with the intention of inviting the members of


    the Wilson''s residence to bid farewell to his grandfather.


    Despite Caleb not being in Theo''s room, sleep eluded him in his own bed. Upon hearing a knock on the


    door, he promptly threw off the nket and rose from the bed. Observing his weary son at the door, he


    immediately grasped the situation. Tears welled up in his eyes and eventually streamed down his face.


    Clenching the door handle tightly for support, he uttered, "I understand. Go tell Natalie."


    "Yeah." Having returned to his room, Trevon nudged the person on the bed. "Natalie..."


    "Huh? Why did youe back? Has Daddy gone to see Grandpa?" Upon awakening, Natalie noticed


    the redness in Trevon''s eyes. A sudden tightness gripped her heart, and an ominous feeling settled in


    her chest.


    Her demeanor instantly shifted as she sobered up. She choked slightly before asking, "Grandpa... has


    he passed away?" As soon as she finished her words, tears streamed down her face, and she opened


    her mouth wide, struggling to find words for a long moment.


    Trevon nodded. Although he did not appear very mncholic, Natalie could discern the sadness in his


    eyes. She was cognizant that, being a man, he refrained from expressing his current emotions through


    tears. "Have you reached out to the funeral service personnel? I have their phone numbers." She


    previously saved the number when she had arranged a funeral for her grandfather.


    Upon hearing her words, Trevon once again regretted not attending her grandfather''s funeral because


    of his pride. "I am sorry."


    They understood each other without having to say much. Natalie raised her hand and wiped her tears


    away. "There is no need for that. Let''s deal with Grandpa''s funeral first. He does not like to be high-


    profile, so we should try our best to cater to his preference."


    Following the conclusion of the call with Trevon, Jim dialed Frank, who had been residing in Athana


    recently as he was aware of Theo''s ailing health. Jim had informed Ava about this in advance.


    The phone call connected, and a groggy voice came through from the other side, suggesting that Frank


    had answered with his eyes shut. Jim went directly to the matter, announcing, "Theo has just passed


    away."


    "Thanks."


    Frank snapped awake instantly. After ending the call with Jim, he swiftly jumped up from the bed and


    hastily put on his slippers. As he dialed the phone, he went to the wardrobe to look for clothes, silently


    cursing Trevon all the while. It was evident that Hackett was deep in sleep as he did not pick up his


    phone, allowing it to ring for a prolonged period.


    With surging anger, Frank angrily tossed his phone onto the bed, causing it to bounce. He swiftly put on


    a ck suit and called Chris, who, being sensitive to calls due to frequent surgeries, answered


    promptly. "Go to the Wilson''s residence."


    Upon hearing Frank''s instructions, Chris did not offer many words. "Okay, I will be right there. You can


    go ahead, and I will join you shortly," Chris responded.


    Frank looked at the unanswered call and furrowed his eyebrows. He then decided to call Edward, who


    picked up the call very quickly. However, perhaps because Edward did not want to wake Rose and the


    child up, he spoke very softly, "Hello."


    In reality, Edward hesitated before answering the phone. He was momentarily stunned before picking


    up, as it was the first time Frank had called him in the middle of the night since his marriage. Therefore,


    this unexpected call left him feeling a bit nervous.


    Frank asked, "Is Hackett with the ckwell family or the Landor family at the moment?"


    Edward replied, "He is at the Landor''s residence today. What is going on? Do you have something to


    tell him?"


    Frank said, "Wake him up and have him go to the Wilson''s residence. Theo has passed away."


    Tonight, Jim and Frank shared the news of Theo''s passing. Having been notified, Edward was stunned


    for a few seconds before responding, "Okay, I will go get him."


    After hanging up the phone, Edward prepared to get up. Considering Trevon''s generosity toward him


    and Rose, he chose a ck suit from the wardrobe and put it on. Rose, waking up in a haze,


    discovered that Edward was already dressed. Feeling confused, she asked, "Hey, darling, where


    exactly are you going to in the middle of the night?"


    Rose rubbed her neck, squinted her eyes halfway, and propped herself up from the bed. As she


    nced at her phone to check the time, she shifted its cement slightly to shield her eyes from the


    harsh light. It was at that moment she realized it was only three o''clock in the early hours of the


    morning.


    Edward returned to the bed andid her down again. "I will go to wake Hackett up."


    As soon as he finished, Rose became even more puzzled. She frowned deeply and asked, "Why are


    you looking for Hackett sote at night? Well, shouldn''t you be staying with your beautiful wife?"


    Edward pulled Rose''s delicate hand away from his chest and replied with seriousness, "Stop fooling


    around. Listen, Theo has just passed away. Since Trevon is unable to reach Hackett, I will wake him


    and head over to the Wilson''s residence afterward."


    "He... Mr. Wilson has passed away?" Rose stuttered in disbelief. For a moment, her mouth hung open,


    and she did not know what to say or do.


    She had originally intended to go to the Wilson''s residence with Sherri this week to see Theo.


    Edward stated, "Yes. I supposed he passed away half an hour ago. Get some rest, okay? You still have


    to go to work tomorrow, after all. I will go over with Hackett."


    Rose had yet to process the information. Meanwhile, she assumed Natalie was devastated. Like a


    robot, she waved her hand, saying, "Go on. I am fine. Just go."


    "Okay, I will close the door. Go back to sleep. If you need anything, look for Mom and Dad."


    "Okay."


    Edward stood at Hackett and Sherri''s door, knocking persistently. He made three more calls, but


    neither Hackett nor Sherri answered.


    Standing at the door, he furrowed his brows deeply as agitation pulsed through his throbbing head. In


    the meantime, Juana and Richard, in the adjacent room, hastily put on their clothes and rose to


    investigate, but Hackett and Sherri remained unresponsive.


    Juana asked his neatly dressed son in confusion, "Edward, are you going on a business trip sote at


    night?"


    In the meantime, she pondered, ''If he is only going on a business trip, why is he standing in front of


    Sherri''s door? Is he going to ask my son-inw to drive him to the airport?''


    Richard asked, "Do you want Hackett to take you? Why don''t I give you a ride instead? I suppose


    Hackett is sound asleep at the moment. Well, have there been any new projectstely? It doesn''t seem


    like there are any overseas contracts that require signing."


    "Dad, I am not going on a business trip. I am going to ask Hackett to get up and go to the Wilson''s


    residence."


    Juana said, "To the Wilson''s... Theo..." With widened eyes and a sigh, she said to her son, "Just open


    the door and enter. Give him a shout." Afterward, she aided in unlocking the door. Entering the room,


    Edward found Hackett in a deep slumber, intermittently smacking his lips, just as Edward had


    expected.


    Edward was speechless. He pushed Hackett''s shoulder, but there was no response. He tried again,


    pushing harder, yet there was still no reaction. Eventually, he resorted to grabbing Hackett''s shoulder


    and pulling him upright.


    Surprised by the sudden awakening, Hackett, with his eyes still half-shut, began to unleash a string of


    profanities. "Fuck! Who the fuck..." Once he realized that it was Edward, he said with helplessness,


    "Edward, why aren''t you sleeping at night? What''s with you? Even if you fancy me, there''s no need to


    visit in the middle of the night. You could have given me a heart attack."


    After speaking, Hackett let out a sigh, suppressing the unfinished curses and scratching his head in


    frustration. Without waiting for Hackett to speak again, Edward went straight to the point, saying,


    "Frank wants you to get to the Wilsons'' residence within half an hour."


    As soon as Edward finished speaking, he strode out of Hackett''s bedroom and saw that Richard had


    also changed his clothes. Seeing his son looking at him, he said, "Let''s go together."


    Edward and Richard sat in the car, awaiting Hackett. Soon, Hackett jogged toward them while putting


    on his clothes. He then slipped into the backseat and said to Richard, who was already seated in the


    front passenger seat, "Let''s go."


    In the backseat, Hackett began to straighten his disheveled hair as hecked the time tob it


    properly. He resorted to running his fingers through the unruly strands, making do with the makeshift


    styling. Expressing his dissatisfaction, he said, "Trevon should have called. It is such a big deal after


    all."


    Richardmented, "Don''t dwell on it. Theo has just left, and he is probably not in the best mood


    either. He is likely upied with arranging the funeral. Considering it is early morning, you know, he


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    probably did not want to disturb your sleep by giving you a call."


    During the early hours of the morning, the Athanath street saw a sparse number of pedestrians. One


    could discern only a handful of people, and the traffic consisted of very few cars.


    Because of the smooth traffic, the car quickly arrived at the Wilson''s residence.


    After the car hade to a stop, Hackett quickly opened the door. Upon stepping out of the car, he


    discovered that the funeral service for Theo had already been organized in the courtyard.


    Frank, Chris, and Jim had already arrived, with Hackett being thest to join. Several individuals were


    lending a hand with the arrangements, and the courtyard was now adorned with funeral flowers.


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    William and Grace paid their respects, offering condolences before engaging in a conversation with


    Rachel and Caleb for a while. Before leaving, they mentioned that they would returnter in the


    evening.


    The air hung thick with a solemnity that quelled any inclination for jesting or banter. Therefore, no one


    dared to engage in a dispute with Trevon. Hackett, who was rarely serious, approached with a solemn


    expression, saying, "My condolences."


    Trevon acknowledged with a nod. "Hmm." Noticing Edward and Richard following Hackett, he


    exchanged greetings, exemplifying the etiquette appropriate for the bereaved family. "Thank you."


    Richard said, "My condolences."


    Edward offered aforting pat on Trevon''s shoulder. As they stood in the courtyard, the sounds of


    sobbing emanated from inside the vi. "You have my deepest sympathy."


    Trevon expressed his gratitude toward Edward, who then proceeded to offer condolences to other


    family members with Hackett. Following that, Edward gazed silently at Theo''s ck and white portrait


    for a few moments before uttering a prayer.


    Hackett offered a prayer, saying, "May you rest in peace, Mr. Wilson. As you journey to the beyond, I


    hope that you will find peace and an endless life awaiting you."