Chapter 966: Chapter 966

Chapter 966:

Concerned about a potential misunderstanding, Raymond called Bryan for clarification, only to receive a cryptic reply.

“Figure it out yourself.” Then, Bryan ended the call abruptly.

As Raymond drove back, he tried to recall any recent mistakes he might have made, but nothing came to mind. Over the next few days, Bryan’s demeanor toward him grew noticeably cold. It wasn’t until Bryan got court approval for the hospital visit to Conroy that Bryan was willing to speak to him more, instructing him to take Eileen there.

Eileen was wearing a denim suit and baseball cap. Standing beside her, Bryan wore low-key yet luxurious customized sportswear that radiated an air of sophistication. As they walked through the courthouse halls, people were eager to exchange pleasantries with them.

The group made their way to Conroy’s ward, where they found him connected to a ventilator. He tried to rise when he saw the guests, but Gianna immediately intervened to stop him, her eyes filled with tears.

“I’m so sorry, everyone,” Gianna said. “He’s in poor health and can’t get up for you all.”

As Gianna spoke, her eyes sought out Eileen in the crowd. A faint smile played at the corners of her mouth. Eileen brushed it off, pushing away Bryan’s hand from her waist as she strode into the ward. She approached the bed, her gaze sweeping over Conroy’s form.

“Still among the living, I see?” she remarked, her words casting an awkward pall over the room.

Gianna said with a displeased tone, “Such viciousness! How can you say that to a sick person? And remember, he used to be your father legally!”

Eileen’s lips curled in disdain. “I only turned vicious after losing that legal tie. You, on the other hand, had no qualms about an affair while you were still his sister-in-law.”

Your hub for updates: gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․cøm Gianna was rendered momentarily speechless.

Eileen’s gaze darted between Gianna and Conroy, her voice laced with sarcasm. “You don’t actually care for him, do you? He’s hospitalized with heart problems, yet here you are, all dolled up to go out. Eager to find your next conquest? You’re only in your fifties, plenty of time for remarriage. But decency dictates waiting until he’s dead, lest you hurt his feelings.”

As Eileen spoke, the court officials quietly observed the medical equipment surrounding Conroy. Despite Eileen’s insinuations, the monitors displayed stable readings.

Eileen continued, “The court representatives are here today, so let’s cut to the chase. I have evidence of your embezzlement. Once the trial begins, Conroy will have to liquidate everything to repay his debts. Gianna, as his wife, you’re not exempt. I suggest you divorce Conroy preemptively to protect your assets.”

Before Gianna could say anything, Conroy sat upright in bed and said, “Stop trying to drive a wedge between us! We won’t divorce!”

“Oh?” Eileen raised an eyebrow. “You may not want a divorce, but what about Gianna?”

Doubt clouded Conroy’s features as he turned to Gianna. It had been her idea to let him stay in the hospital, leaving him in the care of nurses while she went out every day. A seed of suspicion took root in his mind. Had she been out enjoying herself while he lay here? The more he dwelled on it, the more uneasy he became. Worse still, had she sold off his properties? The project funds he had brought back were in her hands!

Years of Gianna’s dissatisfaction with him fueled his growing unease. Suspicion grew in his mind.

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