Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 123

In the VIP ward of the hospital, there was a round table full of exquisite dishes, but only two people

were eating them.

Jason ate in a slow and orderly manner. Old Mr. Reed, who was sitting opposite him, was eating food

with the help of a nurse.

In the ward, it was almost silent except for the sound of chewing. Neither the grandfather nor the

grandson had said anything to each other.

Although the nurse who picked up the food for the Old Master was curious, she didn't dare to ask. After

all, these two were the most powerful people in Emerald City. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Finally, after Old Mr. Reed was almost full, he said, "I heard that you haven't stayed in the house for the

past few days?"

"Yes," Jason replied indifferently. He was not surprised that Old Master knew about this. After all, Old

Master had his informants everywhere, even in his house.

"Where are you staying?"

"Outside," Jason replied.

"Why do you want to stay outside?" Old Mr. Reed asked.

"It's too quiet in the house." He pretended to be casual as he picked up a shrimp and slowly peeled off

the shell.

"Speaking of which, you should have a girlfriend at your age. I will ask my secretary to sort out

information about the famous young ladies in the city. You can pick one." Old Mr. Reed's tone sounded

as if it was as simple as picking out clothes.

Jason's fingers, which were holding on to the shrimp, paused slightly. Then he replied, "There's no

need."

Old Mr. Reed narrowed his eyes. "What's wrong?"

"If it's only to find a woman to give birth to a child, then I can choose my own candidate," he said. In the

past, he felt that if he was destined to have a child who would inherit the Reed family in the future, then

it didn't matter which woman gave birth to the child.

But now, he felt that if he needed a child, he hoped that the child's mother could be Grace.

It seemed not bad for the child to inherit his and her blood and genes.

"A candidate?" Old Mr. Reed was shocked. "Could it be that you..."

At this moment, Jason's mobile phone suddenly rang. He was slightly startled and took out a cheap

mobile phone from his pocket. Looking at the caller ID on it, he immediately stood up and answered the

call. However, when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone, his face suddenly changed.

"Jay... save... save me..."

Even though her voice was hoarse and shattered, he could still immediately tell that this was Grace.

However, before he could ask, the call was hung up. Then, he dialed again, but the voice message

informed him that he could not get through.

"Did something happen to Grace?" Even he himself didn't know that at this moment, his face was

deathly pale under the light. He then said to Old Mr. Reed, "Grandfather, I still have some matters to

attend to. I have to leave now."

After that, he rushed out of the ward.

A hint of haze appears on Old Mr. Reed's face. The expression on his grandson's face made him feel

as if he had seen his son's appearance over that woman back then.

For that woman, his son did not hesitate to betray his family and abandon his glory and wealth. But in

the end, what had happened to him?

If a man loves a woman too much, it's destined to end in tragedy.

And now, what kind of woman would make Jason lose his composure?

Grace had not expected these relatives to drug her. Although she did not drink wine at dinner, she

drank some soft drinks. Now she was weak and had no strength at all.

Grandma wanted to stop them, but she was stopped by the third aunt, while the uncles carried her to

see the Miller pack.