Just in a few days, a hard drive was sent to the Charles Empire. The old man was still mourning the death of his granddaughter. Of all of the children, she was the one he loved and dotted most. Although Wendy was too much to handle. Klaus knew well that Wendy is his daughter although they put up that Wendy was his son's daughter.
"Grandpa," Kennedy approached him with his hot tea. "Get well soon." He mumbled. "I will handle that drive. You don't have to see it."
"I want to." He said. "I want to make sure that they didn't do anything else to Wendy. I hope that she died fast and without pain. She already struggled so much."
Ken sighed and shook his head.
"Grandpa, you can't." He took the box. "I will head to my office now." He said and left the old man.
