Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1650

Alvina Miller still wanted to have a look at her grandfather, but was stopped by the doctor. With her current condition, she was not suitable to stay in the morgue.

Alvina Miller was incomparably depressed and negative, she had become silent, Zoey understood the pain of the sudden loss and did not disturb her, so she left her alone in the room.

Joseph Grant rushed over at 9: 30 in the evening. When he opened the door of the ward, he saw her sitting on a chair by the window with her legs furled.

"Alvina." He spoke her name softly.

Alvina Miller turned her head to look at him, and then turned her face away, using her own sleeve to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes.

The way she pretended to be strong was even more heartbreaking for a man. He quickly walked over and squatted in front of her, almost eye level with her. Seeing her swollen eye sockets, he was sure that he had never stopped crying.

"Don't cry, I believe your grandfather definitely wouldn't want you to be so sad. You're still sick." Joseph Grant's heart truly ached. He reached out and gently rubbed her long hair, pressing her onto his shoulder and allowing her to lean on him.

"Have you found anything?" Alvina Miller's voice was hoarse, it made people worry.

"We have already detained Amy Miller's car and are still investigating it. Tomorrow, results may come out, and tonight, you will have to wait patiently." Joseph Grant comforted her gently.

"Alright!" Alvina Miller was willing to wait. As long as the result was as she had expected, once Amy Miller harmed Grandfather, she would make Amy Miller pay the price. This time, she would definitely not care about the family's feelings, and she would make the person who hurt Grandfather, come down to the hell.

"Do you want to come home with me or do you want to stay in the hospital?" Joseph Grant's fingers were still caressing her hair lightly, but his voice was filled with affection.

"I want to stay here tonight, okay?" Alvina Miller really didn't want to leave, and she didn't know what kind of mentality she had. Perhaps, she just didn't want her grandfather to be alone, and wanted to stay here with him.

"If it's okay, then I'll ask Warren Hilton to go home and bring you a set of clothes." Joseph Grant said softly.

"Aren't you going to be busy with national affairs tomorrow? Why don't you go home and sleep there? I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep here. " Alvina Miller glanced at the narrow sickbed. It would be difficult to squeeze two people.

"It's okay, you stay here, I'm not going anywhere. I can't sleep on the bed, so I'll sleep on the sofa. Anyway, this sofa is enough for me to lie on." Joseph Grant shrugged his shoulders, looking like he didn't care "How can that be? You can't sleep on the sofa; it will hurt your back. You should go back; I can stay alone." This time, it was Alvina Miller's turn to be heartbroken. She knew that Joseph Grant was worried that she would be afraid to stay here, and that was why he had to stay here. However, her heart was currently filled with rage and she could not allow herself to be afraid anymore.

"Do you have to get rid of me? Do you think I have to forcefully stay here because I can't get rid of my face? I am your husband; do you understand the meaning of the word husband? "Even though we haven't gotten married yet and haven't sworn an oath yet, you are already my wife. No matter what, I will share the burden with you, and I still have to protect you. The umbrella in my hand will only be on your head, and even if I have to pass through hardships, I will still be willing to do so." Hearing that Alvina Miller wanted him to leave, Joseph Grant's heart became unspeakably uncomfortable. He was depressed, even at this time, she actually thought of not bothering him, he was angry and funny, he could only explain the important role of "husband" to her once.

Alvina Miller was startled, she had obviously never thought about it this way. She was only worried that his lack of rest would affect his performance tomorrow, and she should fulfill her duty as a wife well, but the reality was that... Marriage was not as simple as she thought. There were too many emotional elements mixed in, and they needed to be understood and cared.

"I... Of course, I need you, but I... I'm also worried that you won't be able to rest well here. "Alvina Miller lowered her head, and answered with a light voice.

"Right now, the most worrying thing is you. I don't feel safe leaving you here alone. Alvina, to you, am I still an outsider? Is there a need to be so courteous?" Joseph Grant let out a low sigh, he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

After Alvina Miller finished listening to him, his two slender arms immediately hugged onto his neck. Her pretty face was buried deep within the man's neck, like an injured child, anxious to be comforted. "You are not an outsider. You are the person I love the most." A muffled voice rang out, expressing the truest thoughts in her heart.

Only then did Joseph Grant extend his arms and tightly hugged her, kissing her ear, and her hair. Only then could he feel the reliance and need she had for him when she was weak.

Miller Family!

Amy Miller's entire body shivered, just now, Joseph Grant had sent someone over to take her car. Although she did everything to obstruct him, his mind was too strong, leaving her with no way to resist. Things happened so quickly that she didn't even have the time to clean up the car before they drove off. If there really was any evidence left in the car, then wouldn't her crime be exposed? "Grandfather, you forced me to do this, you forced me to do this, I really don't want to hurt you, but why didn't you bring the put the company back?" Actually, what happened today was something she had never expected. She was extremely angry, and wanted to teach Grandfather a lesson. She knew that Grandfather was afraid of facing her, and that the reason she had intentionally brought him there was to vent her anger, but the situation had already developed beyond her expectations. She didn't think that the old man's heart would be so weak that he would die from fright.

Amy Miller rubbed her hands together uneasily, she walked back and forth in the room, she carefully thought through every single detail of how she took her grandfather away from the hospital, she did not feel that there were any flaws, at the beginning, she had lied to her grandfather and said that she would take him out to relax, her grandfather was bored and agreed, but she drove the car to the cemetery, and her grandfather panicked at that moment.

Her grandfather was sitting in the back of her car, with his wheelchair in the trunk. Even if they had to take a surveillance camera, it probably wouldn't be able to explain anything.

Amy Miller thought that her hair was about to split. She thought that she was a person who could keep her composure, she did things calmly and meticulously, she firmly believed that no matter how meticulous the people Joseph Grant sent, they would not be able to replace out anything.

Paul Miller seemed to have a bad premonition, he felt that his daughter was lying. His daughter might have intentionally killed the old man, because of some reasons, she still killed him, which was why his daughter did not tell him.

Paul Miller suddenly wanted to quickly cremate the old man and then take care of everything. Only by doing this would he be able to erase all his documents and get over his daughter's matter.

If he wanted to cremate the old man as soon as possible, not only would Paul Miller have to do it on his own, he would also need Nathan Miller's help. After all, he was also his son and was older than him, so Paul Miller had more authority.

If his family fell, many of the businesses would be taken away by Nathan Miller, because some of them belonged to the partnership between the two brothers. There were many people's interests that were involved, and even now, they had not started to separate the businesses yet, and when Nathan Miller mentioned that they needed to clear up the businesses as soon as possible, Paul Miller rejected him because he was feeling unwell. But now, he had something that he had to request of him, and naturally came with sincerity.

Nathan Miller sat in the living room and smoked. His hair was more than half white, and he looked like an old man.

"What are you doing here?" When Nathan Miller saw Paul Miller, his face darkened.

"Brother, I came to discuss some matters with you regarding father." Paul Miller immediately stated his purpose of coming.

"The cause of father's death is unknown, but Alvina Miller insisted on investigating. I'm afraid that he cannot handle this matter right now." Nathan Miller extinguished the cigarette and indifferently dealt with him.

"Brother, what right does Alvina Miller have to interfere in father's death? We are his sons, how could this matter be decided by her." He was filled with anger when he mentioned Alvina Miller.

"It doesn't matter if you said it, but I don't want to say it right now." Nathan Miller revealed a cold smile.