"Where's my dad? Surely that old crook was already wide awake by early morning, right?" Henry asked straight to the point.
The old maid's grateful smile slowly dissipated, and she shook her head, "Master Grant has been sick. It's been two days."
Henry frowned, "Sick? That old bastard can be sick?"
The old maid disliked how the Young Master was very disrespectful to his father.
But she also knew their relationship had been strained after Young Master James' death. So she simply replied, "He has been secluding himself in the study room for weeks, only coming out to eat. He even sleeps in the study room."
"Your mother found him unconscious two days ago, and we brought him to the hospital," the old maid explained. "The doctor said he is under too much stress and needs rest."
Henry scoffed, "That's disappointing. I wish he had a heart attack instead."
