"Harry, take good care of your health, I'll come and drink with you in a few days!"

Danforth said a promise that he didn't have money, and then left Harry's room with regret.

Danforth, who had successfully escaped, couldn't help but speed up his pace. When he went down the stairs, he happened to meet former Speaker Charles with a cane.

Danforth wanted to politely come forward and say hello, but he didn't expect that Mr. Charles, who was already old, walked past him without saying a word, as if he hadn't seen anyone.

Danforth was embarrassed for a second, and after looking back at Charles' slightly raised back, he shook his head gently, without any sign of being angry.

He just wanted to leave this place soon.

Charles paused at the door of Harry's bedroom, glanced at the place where Danforth's figure disappeared, and a trace of resentment flashed through his blood-filled, slightly cloudy eyes.

After a while, Charles walked into the room and happened to see Harry raising his head and swallowing some medicine into his belly.

Charles' forehead veins leaped straight, and anger arose. Looking at his son who had been doting on him in the past, he wanted to beat him to death with a crutch, and he was so clean that he could not see him.

As the speaker of a state, Charles naturally had a clear judgment on the reasons for how he was suddenly knocked into the abyss.

It is true that at first, Charles thought that he was taken down by his rival Knight, and at most, the Democratic Party helped him with a small boost. However, it didn't take long for him to know who was really behind the scenes.

In California, few people can help the Attorney General. Except him.

But after all, the one who really caused him trouble was not someone else, but his precious youngest son.

The moment he found out the truth, Charles was so angry that he almost fainted.

However, even if he knew who the "black hand" was, Charles could only bear it. As for the thought of revenge, he could only think about it in his heart.

Why is this happening? Is Charles timid?

Of course not! This is just because Charles knew very well that he had no choice but to do anything to others.

As a politician who also grew up from California, he has "earned" a lot of money, while the other party, his children even go to school in public schools rather than private schools.

Of course, it’s nothing wrong for my butt to be unclean. Nowadays, few members of the parliament have clean bodies, but the bad thing is that their handle is clearly held in their hands.

Although I was the Speaker for a term, my relationships and influence were not only inferior to the other party. Moreover, the people I could speak were from the economic world, but the other party worked step by step from the judicial system.

What if you don’t bow your head if you have a judicial weapon in your hand and the handle is in someone else’s hands?

Are you really waiting to enjoy the treatment of a luxurious single prison?

Charles had already admitted defeat, but it was impossible for him to not have any resentment when he saw Harry turning into such a ghost.

"Harry!"

Charles sighed slightly, calmed down his mood, and walked to Harry, who was slowly returning to normal after taking the medicine.

He took out his handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Harry. Because of the headache, Harry's forehead was sweating profusely.

"Thank you... Thank you!" Harry took the handkerchief with his trembling hands, and his voice trembled slightly.

Charles sat down on the single-seater sofa next to Harry.

After about ten minutes, after Harry completely returned to normal, Charles spoke, "Harry, I'm very disappointed in you!"

After a moment of silence, Harry replied: "I know!"

Charles asked, "Do you know where I am most disappointed?"

Harry looked at Charles silently.

Charles said with a cane: "Disappointment lies in your petite heart, and more in your petty behavior."

"If you can't stand that person, you either don't do it, and if you want to do it, you will beat him to death."

"But look at what you do, do things on invitations, spread rumors..." Charles snorted and said, "You are so arrogant when you play house!"

"To be honest, the rumor trick is actually very good, but if I were asked to do it, he would be unable to turn over!"

Harry opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Charles did not give him a chance to speak: "I want to ask me what's the use of telling you this?"

"Thaha? Of course not! I don't have that leisure!"

"Harry, I just want to tell you that if you still miss that thing and want to avenge your previous shame, you have to mature."

"You still have a chance now, because that person is almost as naive as you now. But if you can't mature first before he grows up... I think it seems good to hide in this room where the sun cannot enter."

The expression on Charles's face when he said this was extremely straightforward and mocking.

Harry opened his eyes wide open, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists with both hands. His nails were so strong that his nails were almost about to pierce the skin.

Seeing Harry's reaction, Charles understood that his obsession was still there, so he further stimulated: "However, judging from your current situation, you probably can't do anything you want..."

He shook his head intentionally disappointed.

Harry's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Forget it, this is your life. If you want to sink into it, what can I say as a father?"

Charles stood up and walked out the door tremblingly.

Just as Charles was about to cross the goal line, Harry finally spoke: "Father, what should I do?"

Charles said without looking back: "First, clean up yourself, then let the doctor check it out, and finally, go out and bask in the sun!"

...

Two hours later, Lyon's restaurant.

There are only two people sitting in the huge dining table now, Charles and his eldest son, James.

The seat belonging to Harry was now empty.

Just now, Harry finally walked out of the room and had lunch with his father and brother in the restaurant for a long time.

Although James was angry about this younger brother, he was still a little happy to see him walk out of the shadow.

"Father, for so many years, Harry has been listening to you alone." James gave Charles a cup, "But, is there no problem letting Harry go out now?"

"The doctor said it's OK..."

"He hasn't gone out for a long time. It's good for his health if he has to take a lot of sunlight."

"Besides, someone is following him..."

Charles gave James a reassuring look, and then said sadly: "Next, it depends on how to convince him to undergo surgery. It's not enough to just take medicine..."

James comforted and said, "It's okay. Since Harry is willing to listen to you, it will be not difficult to persuade him later!"
Chapter completed!