"What is it?"
Ever since waking up, Mr. Jenkins's condition has been deteriorating. He knows that his days are numbered, but precisely because of this, he wishes more than ever that the Jenkins family continue to shine.
He doesn't wish to face the Jenkins family elders in shame even in death.
"Jerry, you're now the only heir to the Jenkins family. Do take care," Mr. Jenkins clasps his eldest grandson's hand, his wrist trembling continuously.
Tears well up in Mr. Jenkins's eyes, "You are our only hope. Grandfather will forgive you for whatever you do."
His words exactly match Jerry's expectations.
Zachary Jenkins has gone for good, but Jerry is still a descendant of the Jenkins family.
"Grandfather, don't worry, I will always remain a part of the Jenkins family," Zachary Jenkins braced himself.
"The fire at Gallagher Villa, I started it."
When Jerry revealed this, Mr. Jenkins's body shivered, his eyes fixed firmly on him, "What did you say?"
