Chapter 829

However, as a famous lawyer, Sean was far better at verbal sparring. “I’m sorry, Uncle Paul-we happened to run into a traffic jam on the way here. My apology also extends to everyone here, including my family, my cousins and Aunt Demi as well.”

Since Sean apologized to everyone, Paul could not nitpick even if he wanted to.

In fact, if he spoke further now, he would leave the impression that he was petty despite holding seniority.

Nonetheless, he asked impatiently, “So what’s so important you asked everyone here today? Don’t you know that Grandfather needs people around to take care of him?”

In reality, everyone in the room knew that Jesse did not need his family around him, when the VVIP’s ICU ward had everything he would need. 1 “Well, it is quite important,” Sean replied just then.

He took a seat on the couch, and Cordy followed suit after sending Richard to his room-most of the people involved in this issue were adults, and Richard had no reason to be a part of this.

And it certainly was not up to him to worry about.

“Then make it fast,” Paul urged right then. “There’s all this stuff at Dad’s hospital I need to seek out, so I’m really busy.

I’m really stretching my time for you here.”

“Then I’ll make it short,” Sean said calmly—he was more than capable of handling the rest of the Cranstons.

However, just as he was about to speak, Paul stopped him,” Wait.”

While Sean stared at him, Paul was shooting glances at Cordy as he said, “I would presume that this is a family matter since you mentioned that it’s important. And since it’s a family matter, I don’t think outsiders should be involved.”

Cordy naturally knew Paul meant her, but Sean spoke before she could, “There are no outsiders here, just Cranstons.”

“But there are people here who don’t bear that name,” Paul growled icily.

“In that case, are you referring to my mom and Aunt Demi as well?”

“They both married into the family, so they are Cranstons. Cordy Sachs, however…”

Paul finally stopped pretending and named Cordy right then.

“She’s Jesse Cranston’s maternal granddaughter and unquestionably connected to us by blood, not to mention that it was Grandfather himself who personally brought her back to the family. If you believe otherwise, Uncle Paul, you may confirm it with him when he wakes up. As long as he hasn’t disowned Cordy, I’d ask you not to detract from his assertions.”

As Sean threw out Jesse’s name, Paul would be disrespecting his own father if he insisted the Cordy was not family.

Frustrated and thwarted for a while now, he snorted grumpily, “Just get on with it!”

Sean in turn went straight to the point. “I’ve launched a private investigation into Grandfather’s sudden stroke, since he had been healthy for years now, and periodic medical examinations never came up with anything-not even heightened blood pressure. There was no chance of sudden strokes since his veins and arteries never showed signs of blockage, which was why I had been suspecting foul play.”

“You mean that someone was trying to harm Grandfather?” Linus-Paul’s son-snorted derisively then.

“We can’t rule out the possibility,” Sean said bluntly.

Everyone suddenly tensed up even as they looked at him.

Paul suddenly said, “You’re a lawyer, Sean-you of all people should know that evidence matters for any claims. It would only sound like you’re trying to drive a wedge between us with wild speculations, or is that what you want? For everyone in the family to suspect each other?”

“Like I said, I launched a personal investigation. Of course I would have evidence.”