Desperate Lovers
Chapter 193 Better Choice

Denise didn't know what to say. Jason said with a long face, "Denise, knock it off if you don't have any evidence."

"What? You're upset just because I mentioned about her daughter?" Denise sneered.

"Idiot!" Old Mr. Harvey scolded without indicating whom he referred to, "Do you really think I don't know what the car accident was about?"

"Angela couldn't even handle such a small case. She has been so stupid to be strung along by Jessica. How can you expect such a girl to help our family if James marries her? If only she could manage to avoid being set up by Jessica!"

"Jessica is quite tricky but she's true to James. If she marries James, she can help James with the business in addition to promoting the cooperation between the Smith Group and the Harvey Group. She will be much more helpful to our family than Angela does." Denise frowned invisibly and didn't say anything else.

Frankly speaking, it would be better for James if he married Jessica.

"Don't worry, Dad. James is still young. It's understandable to have some beloved when he is young." said Jason.

"I'll talk to him about it next time. If he really likes Angela, he can keep her as his mistress."

Hearing this, Denise became angry, but she didn't say anything in the end.

"He's still young in his twenties. It doesn't matter if he makes a mistake once in a while. But as his parents, you should be cautious."

Old Mr. Harvey looked at Denise with an implication.

Denise managed to open her mouth but failed to say anything as if her throat were stuck by something.

"Don't worry, Dad. I'll keep an eye on James and stop him from doing anything wrong." Jason said, trying to butter up Old Mr. Harvey.

Old Mr. Harvey only said a "Huh!". It looked like he was fine with Jason and Denise's attitude.

Suddenly, there came a knock on the door.

With Old Mr. Harvey's permission, Jason went to open the door and found it was James standing outside the door.

"You two see yourselves out."

After talking to Jason and Denise, Old Mr. Harvey turned to the old lady by the side and said, "Dalilah, I would like a moment with James alone." Jason and Denise nodded and went out of the ward.

The old lady followed them. When passing by James, she was gonna say something but sighed instead. She opened the door and went out.

"How are you, grandpa?" James stood in front of the hospital bed and greeted Old Mr. Harvey.

Old Mr. Harvey looked angry and said, "Huh! Why do you keep Angela with you?

Do you wanna break the engagement with Jessica?"

James looked down without replying.

Splash! Old Mr. Harvey grabbed the cup on the table next to him and threw it directly at James.

The cup hit James on the corner of his eye and then fell onto the floor, broken in pieces.

"Spit it out!" Old Mr. Harvey shouted, widening his eyes.

The corner of James' eyes became red after being hit by the cup, but his facial expression remained unchanged, "There are still many cousins in our family who aren't married. If you wish to unite the Smith Group through marriage, there are so many options. It doesn't have to be me."

"Is that how you talk to your grandpa?" Old Mr. Harvey asked pointing at him.

James swallowed and apologized, "I'm sorry."

"On your knees!"

Old Mr. Harvey got out of the bed and stood in front of him. Although he was in his eighties, Old Mr. Harvey still looked powerful.

James bit his lips and knelt down, lowering his head.

"If Jessica agreed to marry any of your cousins, do you think you would still have the chance?"

Perhaps he understood that his days were numbered, so Old Mr. Harvey spoke much more bluntly than usual.

He wouldn't have agreed even if Jessica agreed!

Jessica was much stronger than his other grandchildren. He was worried that she might control the Harvey family if she married to anyone else. James looked down without answering.

"Jessica is as good as Angela in terms of her family background, appearance and intelligence. Why don't you agree to marry her?" Old Mr. Harvey shouted. James replied indifferently, "There are already so many tricks and schemes going on in the Harvey Family. I don't want the same for me and my wife.

And based on the current strength of our family, it makes no difference to our family even if we don't unite the Smith family."

"Nonsense! Look at the Smith family, the Chante family, the Lewis family, and the Brown family. They are all old money. No one is arrogant enough to say that." Old Mr. Harvey shouted, "I thought you were a smart guy. It turns you are such an idiot!" James looked down at the floor and didn't answer.

Old Mr. Harvey stared at James nastily, "I'm telling you today. If you are engaged to Jessica within a month, I will not change my will, so you will still be the president of the Harvey Group, with an additional 3% of shares."

Old Mr. Harvey paused for a moment and looked angrier, "If you don't agree, you will no longer be president of the Harvey Group with nothing left to you after I die! Do you hear me?!"

"Yes." James kept his lips tight and didn't say anything else.

"It's a pain in the ass to see you!" Old Mr. Harvey waved his hand at him impatiently, "Reply to me in a week. Get out!"

James stood up with the help of the floor and turned towards the door.

BANG! As soon as he opened the door, the people who had been eavesdropping on the door fell onto the ground, lying at his feet.

James glanced at them indifferently and lifted his foot over them and went out of the ward.

They glanced at the ward and quickly closed the door in order to avoid irritating Old Mr. Harvey.

"James, what did Grandpa tell you privately? Did he mention his will?"

"Why have you been in there for so long?"

"What did he tell you?"

Seeing that James came out, people from the Harvey family immediately flocked up to him and surrounded him with many questions.

James glanced at them. No matter how elegant and noble they looked at usual times, they were the same when it came to legacy. They only cared about the distribution of legacy.

Sometimes he was really not sure whether his grandpa was a winner in his life or the most pathetic one in the world.

"If we were talking about the will, I wouldn't have been like that."

James said, pointing to the corner of his eye, which was red after being hit by the cup.

Hearing this, they just said something perfunctory to him. Some of them didn't even care at all and walked away directly.

Raylan walked up and patted James on his shoulder, "Your grandfather is grumpy because of the illness. Don't take it seriously."

"Thank you, uncle." James took his hand away and said indifferently.

Raylan smiled and continued, "Don't mention it."

He rambled on for a while before he got down to the business,

"James, you've been the president the Harvey Group for so long. While you are working hard to contribute to the growth of our Group, it's us who take most of the bonuses. As your uncle, I feel ashamed of myself." "Uncle, you don't need to be ashamed of yourself." said James.

"If it makes you any better, you can spare some of your bonuses to me. I will ask Lee to send you my bank account in a minute."