Even after her death novel

Chapter 680 Faced with Olivia's questions, Darrell smiled victoriously. He looked like victory was finally in his hands, hence erasing his past shame. "Calm down, Olivia. Ethan shares the same blood as mine, so why would I hurt him? I especially went to save him, but he was severely injured. They're still trying to save his life." "How is he exactly? Where is he?" Harold touched the beads on his bracelet.

"You say that he's in your hands, so where's the evidence?" Darrell took out his phone and then played a video that lasted a few seconds. In the video, a man was lying on the bed, and he was seemingly going through an emergency rescue. He wore an oxygen mask on his face, and he was surrounded by doctors. Everyone could see that the face was Ethan's. "How is he right now?" "After the emergency rescue, his life is no longer endangered. You don't have to worry about that.

Ethan is an important pawn under my control, so how can I let anything happen to him?" Having gotten the upper hand, Darrell decided to quit pretending. He blatantly called Ethan his pawn. "How can I believe you with one video?" "Of course, you don't have to believe me, Grandpa. But since you refuse to acknowledge me as one of the Millers, he's not my older brother either.

"If the doctors refuse to do their best, you can't blame me for that." "You jerk!" Harold grabbed Darrell's collar, a furious expression appearing on his face. But Darrell remained calm. "Don't get mad, Grandpa. You shouldn't ruin your health over this. I don't want to do this, but it's your fault for not acknowledging me. "I only want to take back the things that rightfully belong to me." Edmund and Olivia came forward to calm Harold down as well.

They feared that he might have "Grandpa, sit down and take a break. You can take your time to discuss it. It's fine as long as Ethan is still alive." "Yes, Mr. Harold. You have to take good care of your body at crucial times like this." Harold panted heavily, finally managing to adjust his breathing. "Let me see him." "I can't do that. If you know where he is, I'll lose this ace up my sleeve. Just acknowledge me as part of

the Miller family at your birthday banquet, Grandpa. Then, I'll let you see Ethan." Harold glared at him with a vicious look. "As expected, you're just like your mom. You're all ambitious scum." Instead of getting mad, Darrell smiled. "For the Millers, a cruel person has more potential, right, my wonderful grandpa?" Harold could only agree to his demands for the moment. After all, if Darrell was telling the truth, Ethan was on the brink of death.

It wasn't the time for Harold to be concerned about those things. Having received the answer he was expecting, Darrell smiled. "Thank you for being understanding,

Grandpa. That's more like it. We're a family, so we should've behaved like this. sooner. "So, you won't object if my parents and I move back, right?" Harold suppressed the rage in his heart. "Do whatever you like. I've already agreed to your requests, so show me more of Ethan's videos. It's best if you can let him video call me." "Ethan has just undergone an operation, so he hasn't woken up yet. I can't arrange for a video call, but videos should be fine. I'll ask someone to send more later.

"You don't look too well, Grandpa. Should I help you back to your room to rest?" "No need!" "Fine. I'm busy with loads of stuff, after all. I don't have time to spend with you. Edmund, get someone

to prepare three rooms," Darrell said in a commanding tone. Edmund glanced at Harold. Then, he said in exasperation, "Alright." "I hope that when you talk to me next time, you'll call me Mr. Darrell."