The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Chapter 681

"Is that okay?"

Nancy's face turned pale. She returned the phone to Gerald.

Next to her, Earle was lying unconscious on the bed.

"Good job, Mom. As long as you do as I say, Dad will have a pleasant stay in the hospital."

In fact, the call just now was a threat from Gerald on Earle's life, so Nancy had no choice but to cooperate with him.

"You are the devil! How can you do this to your own father?" Nancy asked through choked sobs.

With an expressionless face, Gerald stared at his father who was hooked up to a ventilator. The old man's eyes were closed, and his face was pale and haggard. He no longer looked like the dignified owner of a company. It seemed that whether rich or poor, all old men who fell ill looked the same.

At this moment, uncontrollable resentment welled up in Gerald's heart. He said viciously, 'So what if he's my father? Did he ever consider making me the heir of the Moran Group? No! I'll never forgive him for that! If he doesn't want to give me the company, I'll take it by myself! What's wrong with that?"

With flared nostrils and pursed lips, Nancy closed her eyes to suppress the overwhelming disappointment within her. She couldn't bear to look at this son of hers, who was so obsessed with the family fortune that he had turned into a monster.

"Besides," Gerald added, handing the phone to his mother again. "Send another message to Silas. He is too smart to deal with."

In the hospital, Maurice was still thinking about the irrational call, and an ominous feeling arose in his heart. With furrowed eyebrows, he took out his phone and called Aleck, but there was no answer.

Growing jittery with anxiety, he called the butler.

Fortunately, this time, the call was put through.

"Is Grandma at home?"

"Mr. Moran, your grandparents have just left." Came the butler's reply from the other end of the line. Maurice frowned. "What? Where did they go?"

"Your grandfather said that he doesn't want to see you and that he'll come back after your wedding."

"Okay."

Maurice hung up the phone sullenly.

Was the fact that Eliana was related to the White family so unacceptable to his grandparents? They didn't even want to attend their own grandson's wedding.

But what Maurice didn't know was that the whole Moran family had been taken over by Gerald. No matter who he asked, he would only get the same answer.

At this point, Corbin walked over and asked cautiously, "Mr. Moran, what should we do next?"

Maurice took a deep breath and forced himself to pull himself together. There were too many matters for him to deal with. He couldn't let himself be knocked down so easily.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

After a long silence, he said, "It's good that Grandpa is not here, or it would be tough to deal with the theme park project."

Then, Maurice called Jonathan.

"I've made up my mind. You give me the antidote and I give you the theme park project."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. In fact, Jonathan was surprised that Maurice would agree to his request so soon.

He couldn't help but ask, "Is Eliana that important to you?"

Maurice sneered and remarked, "Jonathan, this is the difference between me and you. If our places had been switched, would you have agreed to the same condition? No way. You know why? Because the person you love is not Eliana at all. You are just looking for a trace of your late wife in her. Your love is so fake.

Those words touched a raw nerve for Jonathan. "Maurice, the truth is only written by winners. No matter how eloquent you are, I'm the one who won the competition this time!"

"Really?" Maurice sneered.

Too angry to even retort, Jonathan hung up the phone.

Just as he had proclaimed to Maurice just now, he had won the competition and would soon have the theme park project in his hands. Once that happened, the Universe Group would surpass the Moran Group to become the leader of the industry.

But strangely enough, Jonathan wasn't as happy as he had imagined he would be.

He picked up the photo of his deceased wife on the desk and grazed his fingers over her face in the photo. which was eerily similar to Eliana's.

"Hey, Meg, I miss you so much..."

He gazed at the photo, lost in thought. Meg had always been pure and beautiful. The reason Jonathan was obsessed with Eliana now was not just because of her resemblance to Meg, but also because she had a kind heart just like Meg used to.

But as Jonathan looked at the photo of his late wife, a trace of hesitation rose in his heart.

"Meg, if you were still alive, would you hate me when I did this?"

There was dead silence in the office. His question could no longer be answered.