CHAPTER 464: CHAPTER 464: A CENTURY-LONG EMBRACE 4

"Grandpa Morgan hired me at a high salary to be a personal bodyguard."

The man answered while his gaze was fixed on Cloudy.

The little child had been struggling ever since Ralph Koch picked him up.

"I want to see my dad, let me go!"

The child’s voice was tender, and even when angry, it carried no real threat.

"Shut up!" Ralph Koch slapped him on his little buttock. "I am discussing important matters!"

"Pack your things immediately and return to Country Y; I’ll talk to Matthew for you."

Ralph Koch scanned the other person with disdain as he spoke.

"I refuse." The other person shrugged.

Ralph Koch looked at him coldly, leaned over, and grabbed his chin.

"Gale Koch, get this straight! The reason Matthew got into trouble today is because of..."

Ralph Koch glanced at Cloudy, who was in his arms.

Even though he was just a child, he was already five and understood basic things, so he couldn’t speak too bluntly.

But it was important for the other person to understand.

"I know. I just think this task is dangerous, otherwise, it wouldn’t be challenging. Do you think I would come?"

When Gale Koch spoke, he had a confident and charismatic smile on his face.

He pushed Ralph Koch away, stood up, and tidied his clothes.

"And, don’t interfere with me!"

"If you weren’t born from the same womb as me, I would shoot you right now. How could I tolerate you bouncing around here?"

"Go ahead!" Gale Koch wasn’t afraid at all, raising his chin defiantly.

"Go ahead, try it!"

Ralph Koch looked at him with disdain.

"I’ll tell him. Prepare yourself to leave." He turned around with the child in his arms.

Gale Koch was unconvinced, "You always act this way! You don’t let me do this or that, and then you keep questioning my ability!"

Ralph Koch waved his hand, "You’ve finished speaking. I stop you because of your limited ability."

"Bah!"

...

In the hospital room, Isabella Gray and Mr. Morgan were getting a brief update from Lucas Morgan.

Although it was just a flesh wound, it was still an injury.

Mr. Morgan, as usual, remained reserved, making it hard to gauge his worried emotions at the moment.

As a woman and a mother, Isabella Gray naturally couldn’t hide her feelings.

Looking at Matthew Morgan lying on the bed, her heart ached intensely, and she couldn’t help but shed tears.

"How did a home invasion happen again?"

Even though Lucas didn’t know the specifics of what happened that night, he understood in his heart that it wasn’t a simple matter!

However, when explaining to his parents, he picked the simplest reason—"home invasion"—as it seemed more credible.

"I will now get in touch with the security team at the villa! This is absurd!"

Mr. Morgan had already stood up, leaning on his cane, ready to leave.

Lucas quickly stopped him, "Dad, let me handle this. You haven’t been well recently; don’t overexert yourself. I’ll take care of it."

He comforted Mr. Morgan to sit back in his chair.

"I’m fine."

At the same time, Matthew Morgan on the bed had already woken up.

Chloe Grant quickly stood up.

Because Isabella Gray stood in Matthew Morgan’s line of sight, Chloe wanted to get closer but was blocked by Isabella and couldn’t push her aside.

Standing there anxiously with a worried face.

"You’re awake. Does your wound hurt? How do you feel?" Isabella anxiously asked.

Matthew Morgan shook his head. Although his face was a bit pale, his mind was clear.

He looked at Chloe Grant and said, "I’m fine."

His words were clear, though he seemed a little weak.

Chloe Grant smiled reassuringly, tears welling in her eyes.

She wanted... to rush over and hug him...