The last time Kesha was there, the place was full of life. Within just a few days, it now looked dilapidated like a ghost town.

The fully-bloomed flowers had withered. Even the grass on the lawn was brown. It was as though the plants could sense the death of their owner.

Kesha George paused for a moment. Then, she suddenly realized that she shouldn't have come here.

She knew that Steven Granger had only tolerated her as she was beneficial to him back then. Now that everyone else in the second house was dead, she was no longer of any use to him. Thinking of this, Kesha turned around and started to leave.

Behind her, she heard a servant shouting, "Young Master Steven, what are you doing? What are you looking at?"

Kesha turned back hurriedly, curious as to know what was happening. She saw Steven sitting at the door of the living room, facing the couch on the porch. His empty eyes were staring in her direction. She felt her chest tightening as she walked back toward him.

"Steven, how are you?"

Steven didn't say a word. His expression remained blank as he kept staring at her. Goosebumps lined Kesha's entire body. She felt as though he was staring right through her soul.

Just as she was about to speak, Steven reached out and hugged her.

"Why did you come? I didn't think that anyone would come. I thought that everyone who cared about me had died."

Kesha was momentarily stunned, then she slowly lowered her raised arms.

Over the years, she had her fair share of experience with men. She could tell who was sincere and who wasn't.

Although both of them had gotten along very well, she knew that the relationship was strictly for their own gains. She never felt an inch of sincerity for him, and neither did she expect any from him. However, at this moment, she could feel his sincerity.

Now that she had thought about it, Harry's death didn't mean that it was the end for them. They still had the amusement park project. Even if they were chased out of the Granger family's property, living at the amusement park wouldn't be so bad.

Thinking of this, Kesha reached out and hugged Steven.

"Do you know how worried I was about you?"

Steven responded by hugging her even tighter.

"But I don't have anything else left. Both of my parents have left me."

"No!" Kesha shook her head, "You still have me!" Because of Kesha's comfort, Steven finally cheered up on the seventh day after the incident.

Soon after, the hospital successfully rescued Kaylene from the brink of death and prescribed her a list of pills. The drugs that she took had messed up her nervous system and the doctor said that she was going to be bedridden for the rest of her life.

Out of courtesy, Eudora George and Amos Granger dropped by the hospital for a visit.

When they arrived, Steven was also there. The atmosphere in the ward became very tense. Steven was seated next to the bed and he didn't say a word.

Although he saw them there, he didn't take any initiative to greet them.

Amos was a man of few words, so he just took a look at his aunt, nodded, then turned to leave.

Steven chased after them after they stepped out of the room.

"Thank you, Amos."

Amos looked at him with indifference, "Are you sure that you want to thank us? I thought that you despised me."

Steven was stunned for a moment, then his face broke into his usual smile.

"They made this decision on their own, so why would I hate you? They drugged your father and they drugged themselves. Anyways, I meant what I said. I hope that we could live together peacefully." Amos couldn't believe his ears. It took him a while to gather himself, then he patted Steven on the shoulder.

"Alright!"

After they left, Eudora asked with suspicion.

"Do you really believe Steven? He did look sincere, but something doesn't feel right. Could someone really just dismiss this that easily? I mean, his parents didn't die because of us, but they did commit suicide because we tried to push for the investigation...."

Amos' expression was still the same as before, but there was a faint smile on his face.

"Why don't you believe him? Since this is what he wants, then we should just play along."

Eudora suddenly understood, "Okay. As long as you're careful."

Since they had settled everything at the Granger family home, they headed for Clearwater Bay immediately after leaving the hospital. They also hadn't seen Juju for quite some time.

As per Eudora's wishes- she wanted Juju to be by her side.

As soon as they arrived at Clearwater Bay, they heard Juju's laugher ringing from inside the house. A few seconds after, they heard the familiar tone of the Old Master's voice.

The two of them looked at each other and hurried into the house.

As soon as they stepped through the door, they saw Juju playing with the Old Master. Both their faces were smeared with paint.

However, their faces were filled with laugher. It looked like they were having fun.

When Auntie Valerie saw them walking in, she said in a hurry, "The Old Master had just arrived, and I am going to call you..." "It's fine," Eudora said.

Amos didn't say anything. He just walked over and squinted at the paint on the Old Master's face.

"Have you forgotten what the doctor said? You're not supposed to touch any of these."

His tone was stern, but underneath it was concern.

The Old Master paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's fine!"

Amos ignored him and scooped Juju up in his arms, "Do you miss Daddy?"

"Yes!" Juju answered.

"Why don't we go back to the old house then?"

Juju nodded immediately, "Yay! We can finally go home!"

When Juju mentioned home, Eudora saw the smile on the Old Master's face grow brighter.

In a child's heart, their home was very simply defined. It didn't mean a house. All it meant was for everyone they loved to be together. It didn't matter if the house was old or small, they just wanted everyone to be together.

Even though the Granger family's home was old, it didn't mean shabby. Upon hearing this, Auntie Valerie immediately started packing. Eudora went to help her and left Amos with the Old Master and Juju in the living room.

When Eudora descended from the second floor, she saw Old Master Granger and Amos quarreling.

They had built a castle using the Legos. At this moment, they were arguing if the castle needed a chimney.

The old man was furious and he shouted, "It's a castle. Of course, it needs a chimney! You're in real estate! Have you seen a castle without a chimney?"

Amos didn't want to give in, "Buildings like these already have a proper ventilation system for the smoke, so why would it need something as useless as a chimney?"

"That won't do. How could you change things that had been passed down from generations before you?"

"Well, that still doesn't mean that we couldn't change what they had left behind."

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