What Old Harvey said was offensive but it made sense, so Bruce had no idea how to retort. If he knew that someone tried to kill his favorite grandson, Charlie, he might really let that person disappear forever out of rage.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became tense. While the two old men were looking at each other with hostility, they suddenly heard Blake chuckle and shifted their gazes to him.
Blake was smiling, but his eyes were icy cold. "The Harveys are not unreasonable people. Now that Charlie was hurt so badly, we won’t push him too hard. Just let him stay in Suttona."
"Blake!" Old Harvey gave him a disapproving look.
Bruce was full of joy, but as he always put on a poker face, he looked quite weird and stiff when he smiled. "Good boy! Blake, you’re much better than
