George’s features contorted, and Mnie’s heart skipped a beat at what he said. “What 800,000?!” she asked sternly. The words that came out of the man’s mouth were never anything good.


    George said nothing more and just sneered. “What’s it to you? I’m showing filial piety to my father–in


    w!”


    Mnie shook with anger, and her lips were pressed tightly together as she tried to control her emotions. She shifted her gaze to Dn, who timidly looked at her momentarily before quickly lowering her head.


    George pointed at Mnie and cursed a few more times before intentionally bumping into her shoulder and walking away. Fortunately, it was her uninjured shoulder, but Mnie still stumbled to


    the side.


    Standing where she was, Mnie felt a chill in her bones. George was a jerk capable of doing anything. What did he mean when he said her grandfather was worth 800,000?


    Mnie closed her eyes<b>, </b>not daring to delve deeper into her thoughts. Hurried footsteps came toward her. When she opened her eyes, she saw Dn walking past her with her head down. Mnie’s gaze darkened as she called out sternly, “Dn!”


    Dn stopped but did not turn to look at Mnie. She kept her head down and shoulders hunched while Mnie red at her. “Why did you twoe here?”


    “I-” Dn stammered. “What else? He’s my dad.”


    “What did George mean by what he said?”


    “I… I don’t know…” Dn lifted her face. Her eye sockets were red, and her skin was littered with more scars than Mnie had seen a few days ago. Fresh wounds ovepped old ones, making her appearance frightening.


    She looked at Mnie, struggling and in pain. “<b>I </b>just wanted toe and <b>see </b>him. He’s my dad. I didn’t mean to harm him,” Dn said in a choked voice as she walked away. She headed toward the


    exit.


    Her figure was thin and hunched. From the back, she looked like a frail olddy in her 60s to 70s.


    Mnie waited outside the ward for about half an hour before the doctors came out and she went up to them. Dr. Wells wiped the sweat from his forehead. “The patient is fine now. The earlier spike in blood pressure was due to emotional instability. Just be more careful going forward.”


    When Mnie entered the room, the old man’s eyes were already closed as he was resting. A saline drip was attached to the back of his withered hand, which was ced on top of the nket.


    Thinking about what George had said, Mnie felt a heavy weight bearing down on her mind. She stayed at the hospital until evening, but her grandfather still had not awakened by then. After instructing the caretaker to be more attentive <b>to </b>him, she went home.


    <i>2/2 </i>


    With the contract issues with LeapCo unresolved and trouble arising with her grandfather, Mnie felt exhaustion grip her when she returned home. However, before she could catch her breath, a call came in from Yana.


    “Mnie, I just heard from a meeting just now that Vi applied for a half–month business trip to Oskon City.”


    Mnie was about to go look for Xander but paused when she heard this. A frown slowly formed on her forehead. Vi had Burning Star’s <b>contract </b>in her hand. The reason for her going off for half a month all of <b>a </b>sudden could not be more evident to everyone.


    Yana ended the call immediately <b>after </b>rying the news. Mnie had to quickly discuss this with Xander and the rest and then head over to LeapCo with Reny.


    Just when she got to thepany, Mnie’s phone rang. ncing at the screen<b>, </b>she saw it was <b>a </b>call from Eugene. She hesitated for a moment before answering.


    Eugene’s voice came through the device evenly. <b>“</b>Is this how you handle things?<b>” </b>


    Mnie frowned. “What do <b>you </b>mean?”