Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Jacqueline heard the commotion and rushed to the room.
"Sean, what's going on?" Olivia kept a safe distance from Sean.
"Ms. Jacqueline, stay away from him.
He's not mentally stable.
He might hurt you." "Why is he acting this way?" "Ms. Jacqueline, I received news of Mr. Fordham Senior a while ago.
I can't contact Mr. Avery because he's on the plane, and Mr. Troy has just finished his surgery.
Mr. Sean is the only person who can make the final call in the family, s-so I told him." "Did something happen to Grandpa?"
Jacqueline was shocked.
"He found out what's going on within the family and had a heart attack...
He passed away on the spot." "Nonsense! He's fine! I'm going to rip off that mouth of yours!" Sean grabbed a slipper nearby and
hurled it at Morgan.
Alarmed, Morgan pulled Jacqueline away.
"This is bad! Mr. Sean has lost his mind!" "Leave us for a moment.
I'll look after him.
This bombshell is too much of a shock for him.
Let him calm down." "No, this is too dangerous, Dr.
Fordham.
What if he goes berserk and hurts you?" "It's alright.
He can't walk.
He won't be able to hurt me.” Olivia called Willow over before closing the door.
The sound of a flute could be heard from beyond the door.

Morgan was outside, getting all worried.
"What should we do? Mr. Sean's mental state hasn't been stable.
Look at him.
He's in too much shock.
Oh my...
What should we do with Mr. Fordham Senior? wu "We should return to the Fordham residence." It was Troy's voice! The two
looked back at the man in the wheelchair.
He looked so pitiful with the bandages all over his body.
Nevertheless, he seemed more serious than ever.
"Troy." Jacqueline ran to him.
"I'm so scared.
Grandpa's gone and Sean has gone crazy!" "Don't be scared.
I'm here.
As long as I'm still alive, our family won't fall.
Let's hurry back to the Fordham residence and proceed to arrange Grandpa's funeral." Tears wouldn't stop flowing down her
cheeks.
"Just what did we do wrong? Why are things turning out this way for us? Death and separation keep happening to us! Why!" "T'll
catch that mastermind one day!" He spat out the words through gritted teeth.
"I'll skin him alive and tear him into pieces!" Alexander sighed.
"My condolences are with you, Troy." "Could you help us out, Alexander?" "What's with that question? We're a family.
Of course, I'll help out.

I shall get a car ready." "Thanks." Meanwhile, Olivia was comforting Sean in the room, "Calm down, Sean.
You're the main pillar holding up the family from now.
Stay strong." He nodded.
A group of people rushed to the Fordham residence.
The air was solemn, and no one dared to utter a word.
"You're finally back.
It was all my fault.
I failed to look after Mr. Fordham Senior." Terry Max was very much in grief.
As David's right-arm man, he was once a formidable existence.
Now, this strong man was bawling his eyes out.
"Terry, Grandpa...
He..." "Mr. Troy, Mr. Sean, please go see him for the last time.” Troy slid down from his wheelchair, kneeling next to the bed.
The old man in bed had lost the solemnity they were so used to.
1 "Grandpa, we're back."