Chapter 972



It was obvious Lacey’s presence at the dinner had upset Sophie as well.

Seeing Calvin’s determination, Kallie reluctantly agreed, although she couldn’t shake off a feeling of unease.

Kallie had initially intended to talk to Jake about it first. But Calvin, taking matters into his own hands, packed a bag and headed straight for the Reeves family residence.

The Reeves family didn’t know who Calvin was, but his resemblance to Jake made them step aside without a word. Calvin strode through the house unchallenged and found Elma about to take her medication.

This was the third dose, and Lacey was eager to see Elma swallow it.

To Lacey’s surprise, Elma put the medicine aside and rushed to embrace Calvin with a joyful cry.

“Calvin!” Elma exclaimed, her eyes shining with delight.

“What a surprise! What brings you here?”

Calvin patted Elma’s head affectionately.

“I was worried about you, so I came to see how you were doing. Has anyone been giving you a hard time here?”

As he spoke, Calvin shot a pointed look at Lacey.

Lacey, already feeling a pang of unease, squirmed under Calvin’s intense gaze. Despite his young age, Calvin’s eyes held a piercing intensity that seemed to see right through her. Lacey coughed nervously, avoiding Calvin’s eyes.

“What do you think you’re doing here?” she demanded, her voice sharp with annoyance.

“You can’t just barge in here like you own the place! Did you even make an appointment?”

Turning to the guards, she yelled, “What are you guys waiting for? Get him out of here!”

Calvin remained unfazed by Lacey’s outburst, calmly observing her.

The servants and bodyguards at the door made no move to touch Calvin, making Lacey look foolish.

Calvin didn’t hold back, mocking Lacey without mercy.

“Lacey, haven’t you figured it out yet? Everyone can see I’m my dad’s son, a part of this family, while you’re just an outsider. Don’t you think it’s a bit out of line for an outsider to be yelling in my house?”

Lacey’s face contorted in anger.

Elma, feeling smug, turned to Lacey and stuck out her tongue.

“Serves you right!” she jeered.

Lacey was practically fuming. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down and remember why she was there.

Lacey said through gritted teeth, “Elma, I hate to interrupt your little reunion with your brother, but you need to take your medicine. It’ll taste even worse if it gets cold. And your dad won’t be happy if you don’t take it on time.”

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