Chapter 344



But what really puzzled Kallie was why Ewing had brought Tyrone here.

After spending a few moments soothing Tyrone, Kallie pulled Ewing aside. “I know my decision seems sudden, and it’s likely to upset you, but I don’t have a choice. It’s not just my disappointment toward the Nixon family. I have other matters I need to take care of.”

Ewing cleared his throat softly.

“I do think your decision is a bit sudden. But what concerns me more is Tyrone’s condition. You should say goodbye to him, Kallie. Whether he’s fully conscious or not, he listens to you more than anyone else. Even when he doesn’t want to talk to others, he’s always willing to hear you out. What will his condition be if you leave?”

Kallie’s heart tightened, a wave of distress washing over her. She hadn’t even considered this.

Just then, Tyrone approached them, his expression filled with uncertainty. “Kallie, are you going somewhere? Can I come with you? Please don’t leave me here with the Nixon family. I don’t know anyone, and I don’t want to.”

Kallie turned to face Tyrone, ready to comfort and convince him to stay.

But before she could speak, Ewing gently took her hand, shaking his head subtly, signaling her to hold back.

Then, Ewing smiled awkwardly. “I hope you can take our grandpa to your homeland. I wouldn’t have brought him here today if I had thought otherwise.”

Tyrone’s eyes flared with irritation as he said to Ewing, “Don’t call me that! Brat, how could I be your grandpa? I look way too young for that!”

Blue veins could be seen on Kallie’s forehead, and her expression turned serious.

“Ewing, are you serious about this? It’s not that I don’t want to take Tyrone with me, but I don’t want to leverage the Nixon family’s influence. I doubt I could take care of him properly, given my tight schedule. What if something happens to him? That’s a scenario all of us would like to steer clear of.”

“Besides…” Kallie’s gaze dropped, the light in her eyes dimming. “I can’t even protect Sophie, let alone—”

“You don’t need to worry about that. I’ve taken care of everything,” Ewing reassured her, his voice steady.

“Tyrone was quite a figure in the old days and had helped quite a few, earning him connections and admiration. It is no exaggeration to say he had dealt with half of the people in Burmoos, with his friends from all walks of life in Avalon. I’ve already spoken to them. If you ever need assistance, just show them this.” Ewing produced a jade pendant and placed it in Kallie’s palm.

Kallie studied it, feeling its smooth, cool surface. This piece was undoubtedly top-notch, far too extravagant to be used as a simple token.

Kallie’s mind flashed back to years ago when she stumbled upon a small piece of jade in an underground market. It was barely the size of a fingernail, yet it had fetched 50 million.

As for the value of this piece, Kallie figured it was far from affordable for many. She frowned and gave the jade back to Ewing, “Give me a substitute instead. This is too valuable to carry around.”

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