After Old Master Lesser was wheeled into the ICU, Eva called Quentin.

Quentin had prepared for all scenarios, but upon receiving Eva's call, he scoffed derisively, "Nancy really is lucky!"

With that, he drove off, not even intending to visit Old Master Lesser at the hospital.

After being admitted to the ICU, Old Master Lesser's condition remained stable, and two days later, he was transferred to a regular ward.

Only then did Nancy breathe a sigh of relief, "Master, the old master is no longer in life-threatening danger. My mission is complete, and I'll be heading back now."

Andrew grasped Nancy's hand, expressing his gratitude, "Nan, thank you, really, thank you for this time."

"It's what I should do."

Nancy smiled, pulling her hand away, about to leave, when suddenly Old Master Lesser raised his hand.

Although he was no longer in danger, he was still very weak. Seeing him raise his hand, Old Mrs. Lesser hurriedly stopped Nancy, "Nan, the old master wants to speak with you."

Nancy stopped, approached the bed, and leaned down to listen closely to Old Master Lesser's lips.

His voice was very weak, slowly uttering, "Thank... you..."

"There's no need to thank me."

Nancy comfortingly patted Old Master Lesser's shoulder, "You just focus on recovering. Remember not to get angry anymore. Take a good rest, and you'll be able to leave the hospital soon."

Tears filled Old Master Lesser's eyes as he looked at Nancy, his gaze complex. He had never expected Nancy to be his savior, especially since he had previously believed Quentin's words, thinking Nancy was a manipulative person.

He blinked, then turned to look at Andrew.

Andrew, who had been watching him, approached as he was beckoned.

The old master took Nancy's hand in one and Andrew's in the other, speaking slowly, word by word, "Andrew, take control of the company quickly. Quentin is untrustworthy; I fear he might take drastic actions."

After saying this, he took several deep breaths before turning to Nancy, "Nan, you were raised by Andrew. As the head of the Lesser family, I declare that Andrew should adopt you as his daughter. From now on, you, along with Vivi and Taylor, will be the Misses of the Lesser family."

"What?"

Nancy was shocked, instinctively shaking her head, "Old master, this isn't right. The Lesser family values bloodline above all. How can you do this just because of me..."

"Nan..."

The old master suddenly interrupted her. Because his voice was so weak, Nancy didn't want to overshadow him, so she closed her mouth.

"Quentin harbors resentment against Charlie. I fear he might use the Lesser family to harm him. Only if Andrew controls the Lesser family can your and Charlie's safety be ensured. So, you must help Andrew take over the Lesser family. This is the best option for both you and Andrew."

Nancy gently closed her eyes, understanding the gravity of the old master's words better than anyone. If Quentin were to control the entire Lesser family, it would be a disaster for Charlie.

The old master's narrow escape this time was indeed lucky. To speak frankly, if the old master had passed away, there would be no one in the Lesser family to keep Quentin in check.