Chapter 1637: Recuperate

“Grandpa, are you still upset?”

Entering the mansion, Jack overheard Hector's sharp rebuke. A disdainful sneer briefly touched his lips, quickly masked before he entered the living room.

Hector immediately confronted him. “Why are you here? Where is Mr. Farwell?”

Jack replied, “He left through the back door. Why do you want to see him? Isn't your earlier defense enough?”

“You bastard!”

Hector’s anger flared. Taking deep breaths to control himself, he finally shouted, “Defending him? I was trying to help you! If Lucian becomes enraged, how will our family withstand the Farwell Group? You’ll suffer if Damaris Group falls!”

Impatience flickered in Jack’s eyes as he silently pursed his lips. Years of Hector's harsh reprimands had left him weary. He’s still the same stubborn old fool, he thought.

“What did you do to Dr. Jarvis? She's Mr. Farwell's girlfriend; we can't offend her. Besides, she's an excellent doctor. How could you harm her?” Hector demanded.

He slammed his fist on the table. “I don't care what it takes. You will awaken Dr. Jarvis immediately, or you're dismissed as head of Damaris Group!”

Seeing Jack's defiance, Hector, prioritizing Damaris Group's survival, hardened his stance.

Jack coldly snorted at the threat of dismissal. “You're an old fool! You're still siding with them!”

Hector's expression hardened, recognizing a stranger in his grandson. How dare he call me an old fool?

Jack approached slowly, saying icily, “Have you considered Dr. Jarvis as an asset? Her expertise could elevate Damaris Group to unprecedented heights. Together, we could create a medical empire that would even intimidate the Farwell Group.”

His ambition was undisguised.

Shock registered on Hector's face. “Y-You…” When did my grandson become so ambitious?

“What? I'm doing this for Damaris Group! You might accept its demise, but I won't! I must expand it. This is the perfect opportunity. Even if I can't persuade Roxanne to join, I must gain something from Farwell Group!” A feverish glint shone in Jack's eyes.

“You're mad!” Hector panted, clutching his chest, his face contorted with pain and anger.

Calmly, Jack produced two pills and gave them to Hector. “I'm not mad. Seizing this opportunity guarantees Damaris Group's growth and success!”

Hector, left with no choice, demanded, “Gather the Damaris Group shareholders. This is too important for you to decide alone!”

“No need,” Jack said, turning to the door. “Come in!”

Confused, Hector saw two suited bodyguards entering.

“Old Mr. Damaris isn't well. Take him to Bellridge to recuperate,” Jack instructed calmly.