Chapter 462

Chapter 462:

Damari’s distant nephew quickly discerned his uncle’s dissatisfaction and, sensing the tense atmosphere, chose not to proceed further. Annoyed, Damari waved his hand dismissively, signaling for everyone to leave. The chatter and false concern had become a cacophony too grating to bear. Did they truly think he was oblivious to their thinly veiled motives?

As the room emptied, Damari lay back on his bed, yearning for a moment of peace. However, peace was elusive; the group merely congregated at the door, whispering among themselves. At such a critical juncture, their minds buzzed with thoughts of what might happen should Damari die. Their presence, under the guise of loyalty, was nothing more than a ruse to secure a larger share of his estate. After all, the sprawling branches of the Klein family tree depended heavily on Damari and Andrew.

“Thank you, everyone. I truly hope Damari can recover soon,” Jada said, her eyes red and weary as if she were truly suffering.

“Jada, you’re so considerate. You’re just a friend of Andrew, yet you’re so kind to Damari. But as his future granddaughter-in-law, Madisyn never comes to visit him!” someone commented, stirring dissatisfaction among the crowd.

“Don’t say that. I think there must be something important keeping Madisyn away.”

“Well, no matter how important the matter is, can it really be more important than Damari? I think she just doesn’t care about him!” Damari’s distant nephew sneered.

Jada, on the other hand, shook her head in resignation. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed reporters snapping photos from a distance. Quickly adapting to the unwanted attention, Jada feigned deeper sorrow and sobbed dramatically. The scene, perfectly captured, was soon splashed across the internet.

In the afternoon, the doctor arrived to check on Damari, with Jada following closely behind. After the doctor left, Jada looked at Damari with concern and asked, “Damari, how are you feeling?”

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“I’m fine,” Damari replied, though his pale face belied his words.

Jada’s heart went out to him. “Damari, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. Do you want anything to eat? I’ll cook for you.”

“Damari!” Just then, a voice rang out from the doorway. Damari’s eyes widened as Susan entered the room, laden with various tonics. She set them on the table and explained, “Madisyn has something to deal with, so she asked me to come to see you.”

“Really? What’s wrong?” Damari asked, his concern evident.

“She didn’t tell me either. It must be something very important,” Susan replied. Sitting beside him, Susan inquired gently, “Damari, how do you feel?”

“Well, I don’t know how many days I still have.” Damari sighed, a note of resignation in his voice.

Jada, hearing this exchange, felt a pang of annoyance. Damari was always polite to her, but with Susan, he seemed to reveal his true feelings. The irony did not escape her; she had been the one by his side these past days.

After some time, Susan turned to Jada and cautioned, “Jada, you’d better stop spreading any rumors about Madisyn.”

Damari’s gaze shifted sharply to Jada.

Taken aback, Jada responded, “Susan, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Are you still pretending?” Susan sneered. “Jada, do you think I don’t know that you wrote all the articles criticizing Madisyn online? Did you want to use this as an opportunity to undermine her? To rally everyone to your side so you can marry Andrew without any obstacles?”

Damari’s expression darkened significantly. He motioned for the butler to bring him his phone. Though he was elderly and not particularly inclined to surf the internet, he knew how to read the news. When he accessed Twitter, a few trending topics caught his eye: “Ungrateful Madisyn,” “Jada taking good care of Damari,” and “Who is more suitable to be Mrs. Klein?”

The news of his illness had spread far and wide. Being the patriarch of the Klein family in Ansport meant that many eyes were constantly watching them. Now, the discussion over who might occupy the position of Mrs. Klein was rampant among the citizens.

Previously, only a select few were aware of the relationship between Madisyn and Andrew, but now it seemed the entire community was privy to it. Damari’s illness had drawn Madisyn’s absence into sharp relief, leading many to view her unfavorably.

“It’s true that real feelings are revealed in times of trouble. Now that Damari is sick, Madisyn has hidden herself away. Is she a monster?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to let Madisyn marry Andrew! Jada is the best choice; she truly cares about Damari. She hasn’t left his side these past few days.”

“The reporters have captured plenty of photos, and Madisyn hasn’t shown up at the hospital at all. I don’t know what she’s been up to.”

“Maybe she doesn’t want the responsibility of caring for a patient. Honestly, it’s really hard. I struggled myself when my mother was in the hospital. But after all, Damari is Andrew’s grandfather; it’s her duty to take care of him.”

“Madisyn is the recent Charity Angel, isn’t she? Well, she just pretends to be kind. She doesn’t deserve the title of the top young lady!”

“I really hope the Klein family recognizes Jada’s sincerity. I always thought that she was exceptionally kind. She and Andrew would make a perfect match.”

“I agree with you!”

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