To his surprise, Terence was dressed very simply today, resembling an old man from the countryside.
No one could tell that he was someone wealthy.
âGrandpa, why are you dressed like this?â Emmanuel grew increasingly curious.
âHaha, youâll find out when you come with me! Letâs go!â Terence instructed Emmanuel to drive a
Chevrolet, seemingly wanting to conceal his wealth to the fullest extent.
Emmanuel didnât mind and simply followed his instructions. For him, driving a Chevrolet was even more
convenient than driving a Maserati.
âOld Mr. Quillen, have a safe journey. Just let me know if you need anything!â Alfred rolled up his
sleeves and squinted.
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âAlright, follow my lead!â After Terence nodded, he got into Emmanuelâs car.
âGrandpa, where are we headed?â
âTo Anchortown. Set the navigation!â
âOkay!â Emmanuel nodded and followed his instructions.
The car slowly made its way down the road, which was empty. Today, the weather was beautiful, and
the along the way was rather pleasant.
âEmmanuel, do you know why Iâm going to Anchortown?â
âI have no idea, Grandpa!â
âHaha, hearing someone call me Grandpa inexplicably brings me joy!â Terenceâs mood was excellent
today. He smiled and said, âAnchortown is the birthplace of the Quillen family. I moved from there to
Yeringham fifty years ago. Just like that, half a century has passed in the blink of an eye!â
As he spoke, the old man took a breath and continued nostalgically, âMy hometown is a place with
strong traditional values. The people there donât care about your wealth; they only care about how
many sons you have! Prosperity is always valued more than riches. No matter how wealthy you are,
without sons, you cannot pass it on!â
Emmanuel listened silently, occasionally nodding in response.
Such thinking from the old man was expected. After all, he had experienced decades of lifeâs ups and
downs and had learned more profound lessons than young people.
âThe reason why I want you and Mackenzie to have a son is because I also want to return to my
hometown in a grand manner!â Terenceâs demeanor this time was different from before. He seemed to
speak from his heart.
âAfter my sons passed away, I havenât returned to Anchortown ever since. I fear being ridiculed!â
âThey will surely say, âTerence, I heard you made a fortune. Who will you leave it to in the future? Your
son? Your grandson?â
âBut I have none!â
âBut I have none!â
Terence wore a look of sadness and helplessness on his face. He was clearly upset!
Emmanuel saw this sincere and heartfelt expression through the rearview mirror, which made him feel
sympathy and regret toward Terence.
âSo, the main purpose of bringing you back this time is to take you to drink the renowned âMiracle
Waterâ in Anchortown. If you drink it and then sleep with Mackenzie, you will surely have a son! Itâs
highly effective!â
âPfft!â Emmanuel couldnât help but burst out laughing. How did they end up talking about this again?
It seemed that if he didnât have a son with Mackenzie, Terence would not let him off the hook, even in
the afterlife!
âWhat kind of reaction is this, young man? Isnât it normal for a married couple to have a child?â Terence
angrily tapped his cane inside the car and questioned.
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