Chapter 698


    Chapter 698 Let Her Kneel


    Yuvan picked up the pot of coffee and poured himself a cup, drawling, “I''m interested, but Faith''s father probably disdains an artist like me.”


    “At the very least, give it a try. How would you know if you don''t try?”


    “All right, that''s enough.” Upon seeing that his two grandsons were squabbling relentlessly, Herbert interrupted them with a chuckle.


    He then advised, “If you like her, Zayne, you can try dating her. Otherwise, forget about it. However, don''t humiliate her. Ultimately, not only


    is her father your lecturer, but he''s also on good terms with your uncle.”


    Grinning, Zayne eximed, “You''re the best, Grandpa! I just knew that you love me! If my father were here, it would be a different story.”


    “I don''t have much time left.” Perhaps the injuries he once sustained on the battlefield were too severe, coupled with his advanced age,


    Herbert could sense his health deteriorating with each passing day.


    “I wish you both a happy marriage!” he proceeded to utter sincerely.


    Both Zayne and Yuvan''s expressions changed.


    Zayne promptly countered, “What are you saying, Grandpa? You''re only in your seventies, so you''re still strong and robust. I''m even nning


    to celebrate your hundredth birthday with my wife and child!”


    Taking some food for Herbert, Yuvan echoed, “Exactly, Grandpa! Your sons and grandsons are all exceptional, so all you have to do now is


    enjoy yourself. Whenever you miss any of us, give us a call, and we''lle running.”


    Herbert perked up slightly. “Okay. For the sake of seeing my two granddaughters-inw marrying into the family, I''ve got to keep myself


    alive and well.”


    Thus, Yuvan and Zayne had dinner with Herbert.


    When they had finished eating, the mood to y chess struck Herbert again. He ordered Yuvan to take the chess board out, and the three of


    them yed chess in the living room.


    Later, he found Zayne''s skills too horrible and had Yuvan y with him.


    Zayne watched the chess game between his grandfather and cousin for a while before he stood up and walked over to the window. He noticed


    that the lights in the front yard were unlit, and it was pitch-ck outside.


    The only sound was that of the crisp pitter-patter of the rain hitting the roof and ss.


    Recalling the figure he spotted kneeling outside the gates when he came home, he went to the study and pulled up the surveince footage


    outside the gates after much hesitation.


    From the dim surveince footage, he could see Sylvie kneeling outside the gates, with her back ramrod straight.


    It wasn''t even March then, so it was damp and cold at night, even more so when it rained. Meanwhile, Sylvie had been kneeling in the rain for


    more than four hours in a thin dress.


    Zayne gave his driver a call. “Drive Ms. sen back.”


    When he had gone downstairs and was watching Herbert and Yuvan''s chess game, his driver phoned him back and reported helplessly, “Ms.


    sen told me not to bother about her.”


    It''s so chilly at night. If she were to kneel for another hour, she''d definitely meet her end.


    Herbert turned and nced at the man. Seeing that Zayne was holding the phone without saying anything, he asked in puzzlement, “Who


    called you, Zayne?”


    “Grandpa, I saw Sylvie kneeling outside the gates when I returned. She had been kneeling there until now.” Zayne initially didn''t want to care


    about her, but still, he couldn''t help telling Herbert about it.


    Herbert was stunned for a moment before a furious andplicated expression showed on his face.


    Considering that his granddaughter was once friends with Sylvie, he advised his sons against pursuing the matter about Sylvie. But he didn''t


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    expect her toe knocking at his door once more.


    “Have you forgotten what happenedst night, Zayne?” Yuvan cast a look at Zayne.


    Although Genevieve and Cooper were detestable, Sylvie was far more despicable, for she took advantage of Herbert''s love for her and yed


    him for a fool all along.


    In an irate voice, Yuvan snarled, “Let her kneel to her heart''s desire!”


    Herbert kept silent.


    By the time they finished the chess game, it was already almost ten o''clock.


    Herbert took his pills from the housekeeper and swallowed them. As he listened to the pouring rain outside, he still relented in the end. He


    turned and said to Zayne, “Zayne, tell her that I''m no longer mad at her and send her back.”


    Nodding, Zayne hurried out with an umbre.


    “Grandpa—” Yuvan''s brows furrowed, and he wanted to protest.


    However, Herbert waved a hand and sighed. “Let''s just forget this since she had once taken care of Ste.”