Chapter 262



The doctor placed a comforting hand on Dean’s shoulder. “Your mother’s condition is stable for now, but we’re not sure whether she could make it. If there’s anything you need to tell her, now is the time to do so. Her body sustained severe injuries in the car accident, and I’m afraid she could pass away at any moment.”

Immediately after the doctor finished talking, someone broke into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

It was none other than Melinda.

Dean’s face mirrored Melinda’s seeming sorrow, his distress evident in every line of his expression.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on everyone, except Jake.

Noticing the suspicious gazes from those around Jake, Edgar leaned toward Jake and whispered, “Perhaps you should show some sorrow, Mr. Reeves?”

Jake’s lips curled into a dismissive sneer as he whispered back, “Why should I feign grief? These guys have decided to seal my mom’s end precisely on this day, no matter her condition. Do you doubt this?”

Edgar bowed his head, knowing Jake was right.

Jake glanced at the gathered individuals coldly before issuing his command in a low voice. “Proceed with our plan. Ensure everything is handled neatly.”

“Yes, sir.” Edgar slipped away unnoticed as others busied themselves with their performances.

Dean brushed away the tears from his eyes and said, “I’ll handle it. As her eldest son, if she has any last wishes, she would want to share them with me.”

But before Dean could enter Shirley’s ward, Jake intervened.

“Don’t be absurd, Dean. We’re brothers. Why would our mom want to speak with you alone? It’s only fair that we go in together,” Jake said with a faint smile.

Dean clenched his teeth, his frustration boiling over. “Our mom’s been in the hospital for a while, and you’ve hardly visited her. Now that she’s in such a critical condition, you’re the last person she’d want to see. How dare you show up now? What are you really after?”

Jake retorted evenly, “I rarely come to the hospital because I’m tied up running the Reeves Group. If I had stayed at the hospital, who would have run the company? What about I let you handle the Reeves Group while I take over caring for our mom?”

Dean’s face instantly lit up at Jake’s last sentence, itching to say yes.

But before Dean could respond, a voice spoke up. “Dean, I think you should go in there with Jake.”

Dean’s smile stiffened instantly. A flicker of fury flashed in his eyes. But he had to restrain himself since the speaker was an elder, though being a distant relative of the Reeves family. For his schemes, he couldn’t afford to openly challenge this elder.

Dean had deliberately gathered a crowd, aiming to tarnish Jake’s reputation.

Yet, ironically, the crowd gathered by Dean urged him to reconsider his previous decision to enter Shirley’s ward alone.

The reason was quite simple. Though they disapproved of Jake’s apparent indifference, they knew too well that Jake’s capabilities were the very reason they could lead such a luxurious lifestyle.

Thanks to Jake, the Reeves Group had flourished even beyond its former glory days.

In the same regard, Dean was widely regarded as a failure.

Thus, no one was eager to see Jake resign and hand over the reins of the Reeves Group to Dean.

Standing aside, Stan took note of this. He thought for a moment and realized he had overlooked something crucial. It was the lack of Dean’s capabilities.

Stan stroked his chin, contemplating adjusting his strategy.

Stuck in a deadlock outside Shirley’s ward with Dean for quite a while, Jake finally broke the stalemate with decisive action.

Casting a glance at Dean, Jake strode purposefully into Shirley’s ward.

Dean attempted to follow but was blocked by Jake’s bodyguards.

Fuming, Dean struggled to control his rage.

The lead bodyguard smiled and said, “Mr. Reeves would like to speak with his mother privately. If you could kindly wait a moment, we’d appreciate it.”

Dean’s face clouded with anger. “What does Jake think he’s doing, huh? Is he trying to hide something from me?”

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