Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 341 A House Divided

Chapter 341 A House Divided

Jessica nodded.

"Grandpa, I've been married once, and with everything that's happened, I'm afraid..."

Wilhelm's face darkened right away.

"That's all in the past, so let it stay there. There's no need to have it weigh on your mind. That Bissel boy can let things go and doesn't care about those matters, so you don't even need to worry." Jessica bit her lip and shook her head heavily.

"No, this is all my fault. If only I'd seen them for what they were in the beginning; if only I'd known earlier about Dad and Grandma, none of what happened afterwards would have happened. I might be back with the Kawn family now, but I know full well that my past can't be wiped away. I've already embarrassed you, Grandpa, so why would I go and hurt someone else? If the young master of the Bissel family did mind, that's great. But he doesn't, and since he's such a great person, I can't go and hurt him and have someone use me as a soft spot, saying he's gone and married a murderer's daughter. I can't do that!" Jessica said, covering her face and sobbing.

Wilhelm's features contorted with rage. Tightening his face, he brought the atmosphere of the entire room down.

After a while, he said, furious, "Nonsense! What do you mean a murderer's daughter? You're only adopted! Your birth mother is a lady of the Brown family, with nothing to do with them Dawsons! So what do the sins of the Dawson family have to do with you?"

Probably because of his fluctuating emotions, Wilhelm got the words out halfway and started coughing heavily.

Jessica hurried to comfort him, passing him water and rubbing his back. It took a while for the old man to recover.

Jessica looked at him worryingly. "Are you all right, Grandpa? I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have brought up those things..."

Wilhelm waved it off, his voice weak.

"I'm fine. Such a good girl. Don't worry. I'll resolve this for you. Those voices out there are just from ignorant people. Don't take them personally. I know that you've made enemies of the McCarthy daughter-in- law. That's why I wanted to marry you to Ontario. With the Bissel family at your back, even without me here, the McCarthy girl wouldn't dare tread on you. Also, I've transferred the 15% of the shares under your mother's name to you. You have to remember, no matter what Ontario says, you can't transfer them over to him. This is a sum of money for your own survival. You have to learn how to protect yourself. Don't trust others too easily."

He said, and coughed heavily twice. Jessica's tears were already flowing.

"Grandpa..."

"Jessica, I did your mother wrong. If I hadn't insisted that she separate from that man, you wouldn't have been stolen and wouldn't have lingered outside suffering for so many years. Your mother died in depression because of me. I only want you to live well, to make up for what I've done to your mother, and what I've done to you."

Jessica took his hand and sobbed quietly.

Meanwhile, outside the door.

Matthew Kawn listened to the conversation inside the room, his face dark.

He scoffed heavily, then turned to leave.

The Kawn family household was constructed out of three mansions lined next to each other. Wilhelm Kawn had one, while the first and second sons of the Kawn family each took another.

The moment Matthew left the door, he saw Tracy on Wilson's arm, both of them coming his way from a short distance away.

Seeing him come out in a huff, Tracy laughed and greeted, "Up so late, big brother? You're still not retiring to your room!"

Matthew sneered sarcastically. "I'm not the only one staying up late, am I? I see you're both up and kicking. It's two at night and you're still taking a walk without worrying about catching a chill." Wilson's face was calm as he smiled, "We were worried about Dad, so we thought we'd sleep a bit later."

Matthew chuckled twice mockingly. "Save it. Don't you think I know what you're planning? You're just afraid Dad would die all of a sudden and miss out on the will or the family property, so you're here trying to play the righteous son, aren't you?"

Wilson's expression sank.

"If you really think that way, big brother, I can't do anything about that. But you can't sling mud at a gentleman. Just because you've taken a shine to Dad's inheritance doesn't mean everyone is the same as you."

Gritting his teeth, Matthew raged, "Enough! You're a gentleman? If you were a gentleman, would you have found that bitch to put a spell on Dad? If you were a gentleman, would you have had that bitch cheat Dad out of that 15% share? I'm telling you, that stock belongs to the Kawn family, which means all of us. Don't even think about taking it all for yourself! I won't let you have your way even if I have to go scorched earth!"

Wilson frowned.

"Those shares are what Dad's left Jessica, brother. It's got nothing to do with us."

"Ha!" It was as if Matthew had heard the world's biggest joke. "Jessica? Her? Who the hell even is she? Dad's only listening to you know and believing that she's Yvonne's kid, which is why he's letting her have those shares. If he knew that she wasn't even Yvonne's child, who do you think these shares are going to end up with?"

Wilson's face darkened completely.

"Don't speak nonsense, big brother!"

"Am I speaking nonsense or are you afraid you'll be busted?! I've known about this long ago, but I hid it for you to make Dad just a little bit happier. Don't even think about pulling a fast one on me! I'm telling you, no one's going to stop you from doing what you want, but I won't budge on those shares. If you don't believe me, try me, and we'll see who comes out on top!"

With that, he left in a huff.

Tracy's brow furrowed in worry as she took Wilson's arm and murmured, "With him like this, Wilson, will he really tell Dad about Jessica's true identity?"

Wilson shook his head.

"He won't. Dad's will hasn't been announced yet. Causing a scene at a time like this does him absolutely no good. Even if he wanted to upend the table, he'd wait until Dad announces the will in full." Tracy sighed.

"We're only doing this to get Dad to hold on a bit longer. Haven't you noticed? Ever since Jessica came back, Dad's health has gotten a lot better and his whole person seems much more energetic. He only got sick by accident this time."

Wilson nodded.

"Yes. The Kawn family is being supported entirely by Dad right now. The moment he passes, the house divided will collapse upon itself. By then, no matter who becomes our enemies, the Kawn family won't be able to fight back, and we might really have to take our name off the four great families."

Hearing that, Tracy looked anxious.

Wilson patted her hand and soothed, "Thankfully, Dad's fine. We don't have to worry to much. Hold here for a bit longer. If his situation is stable, then go back and rest." Tracy nodded.