Before Veronica Lockwood could finish speaking, Elder Mr. Lockwood was nearly killed by his own anger.

His descendants rushed to him, anxious and nervous, helping him sit upright.

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Elder Mr. Lockwood held his breath, managing not to faint, but it took him a long time to catch his breath.

At over eighty years old, his body had grown frail, and this shock made him tremble even more. It took him ...