If it weren''t for his relentless efforts to coax her into eating, she might have starved herself to death by now!


    yton''s voice choked with excitement, "Yeah, time to eat, time to eat."


    Evan, feeling sorry for his grandpa, tugged at yton''s hand, "Grandpa, you haven''t had breakfast either, have you? Let''s eat togetherter." "Alright, alright, we''ll eat together."


    yton immediately instructed the housekeeper to hurry and prepare breakfast, making a special request,


    "It''s still early, and Evan''s family probably hasn''t eaten either. Please prepare extra, and treat them with the hospitality we reserve for esteemed guests!"


    He didn''t care about their status; anyone who could make his wife happy was a benefactor to yton!


    They were yton''s honored guests!


    Larry, still in the living room on the ground floor, watched yton and Pam''s joyful expressions, a sinister look shing in his eyes.


    He had heard it all; they liked the kid because he reminded them of their daughter!


    Anything remotely rted to their daughter could bring them joy.


    Talking about treating him like a godson, pah!


    In their hearts, there was only their daughter, and he was just a stray dog they kept around.


    When they were happy, he was treated well, but who''s to say they wouldn''t kick him to the curb on a whim?


    They did sponsor his education and helped him find a job, true.


    But if they really saw him as a godson, they wouldn''t constantly be on the lookout for their daughter, nor would they be content with letting him stay at home, taking care of a lunatic!


    Sure, they provided for himvishly, giving him billions for spending money every year to do as he pleased!


    So why should he be grateful to them? They weren''t good to him!


    They sponsored his education just to craft an image of benefactors for themselves!


    He was better off making his own way!


    After teaming up with Helen, he could make millions more in tips every year, and Helen even set him up with her niece, guaranteeing they could marry.


    Once he married into a wealthy family, he would truly rise to the top, bing a VIP!


    These were dreams yton could never fulfill for him!


    yton wouldn''t n for his future!


    Even funnier was when yton found out he was dating Helen''s niece, he actually disagreed, sternly telling him to break it off!


    yton surely didn''t want him to seed; he preferred keeping him as a caged dog!


    So, his betrayal wasn''t ingratitude; yton never showed him any real kindness!


    With these thoughts, Larry sneered secretly!


    Looking at Evan, contempt flickered in his eyes once more.


    Just because the kid bore a slight resemnce to their daughter, they were fond of him? They were happy?


    They couldn''t possibly be considering this wild child as their real grandson, could they?


    Ha!


    Their daughter had been dead for who knows how many years, and they still hoped for a grandchild?


    Dream on!


    Larry didn''t think much of Evan, feeling particrly unlucky today!


    His first attempt at poisoning had failed, a bad omen.


    Steadying his nerves, Larry put on a facade of kindness and said,


    "Mr. Hawkins, Ms. Patel needs to drink more soup to recover. I''ll have another bowl prepared for her, shall I?"


    yton nodded, "Yes, do that. And while you''re at it, prepare some more, for Evan''s family too."


    "...Alright, I see Ms. Patel is in better spirits now, so I''ll step out for a moment. Call me if you need anything."


    "Sure."


    Larry turned and left, not sparing Evan another nce.


    After all, he could never have imagined that Evan was indeed yton''s real grandson!


    After all, Evan was just a little kid; who could have guessed that what followed would turn everything upside down?