Once doormat Now Untouchable Novel

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Chapter 659

That said, Raymond still waited outside the room for quite a

while. Partway through, James received a call and rushed back

to the company, leaving him alone.

Only after all the visiting relatives and friends had left did

Raymond finally stroll in.

Diana sat to the side, peeling an apple. Albus lay in bed, his

expression far from pleasant. Even at the sight of his favorite

grandson, his face did not soften.

Raymond shot Diana a look. She ignored him completely. Her

grip on the fruit knife remained steady as strips of apple peel fell

into the trash, some thick, some thin, at an uneven pace.

She was clearly in no better mood.

Raymond walked to the bedside and flashed a grin. "What's

wrong? Who had the nerve to upset you?"

Albus’ expression turned cold. "You don't know who upset me?"

At first, Raymond truly did not. But the moment the question

landed, it clicked. The smile faded from his face, yet he still

played dumb. "Must be something someone said earlier. Who

was it? I'll go deal with them."

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“If your mother hadn't made a scene, would anyone have had the

chance to say those things?"

Albus's displeasure toward Florence was now out in the open.

The night before, had they not been at Seraph Villa, where the

staff answered more to Diana than to him, there would have

been no such commotion sending him to the hospital.

Of course, he wanted to discipline Theodore. But family

scandals should not be aired in public. No matter how

muddleheaded Theodore had been, his reputation could not be

ruined.

When they removed him from his position earlier, they told the

outside world he was stepping back to care for his wife during

her recovery.

Florence's actions had shattered that cover.

Since morning, the Hutton family's phones had not stopped

ringing. Every call inquired after Albus’ health, and every

conversation circled back to one question: what exactly had

Theodore done to anger him so badly?

No one received a clear answer. Still, the label of "unfilial" had

already been firmly pinned on Theodore.

No matter what, he was still Albus’ son. How could Albus accept

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his son's name being dragged through the mud?

Albus laid everything out. Diana acted as if she heard nothing

and continued peeling the apple.

Raymond, however, had no such patience. He let out a short

laugh. "If your son hadn't done what he did, would my mom have

done any of that?"

"Why you..." Albus glared at him. "What do you mean ‘your son’?

He's your father!"

Anyone else would have backed down under that kind of glare.

Raymond knew his grandfather doted on him, and he did not

budge. "When he was protecting Megan, | didn't see him

remember that Vee and | are his actual children."

Albus fell silent.

After a long pause, he let out a quiet sigh and looked toward

Diana. "Aren't you going to say something to him?"

Only then did Diana lift her eyes. She finished peeling the apple,

cut it into small pieces, and placed a fork with it before handing

it over, "The doctor said to keep your diet light. Some fruit is fine.

She took a wet wipe from the housekeeper behind her and

cleaned her hands. Then, under Albus’ displeased gaze, she

spoke in a calm, even tone. "Raymond didn't say anything wrong.

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What is there for me to correct?”

She continued, her voice softening slightly, "Grandpa, my mother

wants to protect Vee. You want to protect my father. At the core,

it's the same. She isn't wrong. As for you..."

She paused briefly.

Albus looked at her. “You think I'm wrong?”

"You're my elder. | wouldn't dare say that." Diana tossed the wet

wipe into the trash. "But | do think this is unfair."