The Hunt Residence.
Timothy was overjoyed, and his eyes welled up with tears as he saw Francine bring Adie and Abby home.
“Kids, this is the grandpa I mentioned. He’s the Hunt family member who likes your mother the most and who your father fears
the most.” Francine gladly introduced Timothy to the children. After interacting with them for a few days, she had come to
understand their thought process – anyone friendly to Renee and hostile to Stefan was an ally.
She had become their ally by criticizing Stefan on occasion, and she hoped that by introducing Timothy in such a way, the
children would warm to him.
To Francine’s delight, her plan worked. Adie, who was usually cautious, approached Timothy on his own.
He raised his head and looked at Timothy’s wrinkled face, then gently hooked his finger around the old man’s wrinkled finger and
murmured, “Great-grandpa, I can tell you’re a good person. Thank you for looking after my mother.”
When Abby saw this, she went up to her brother and happily told him, “Adie, you finally agree with me that people who look good
are good. We should assess people based on their looks!”
She then turned around and smiled charmingly as she grasped Timothy’s other hand in her soft, delicate palm. “My name is
Abby, Great-grandpa. You’re the sweetest old man I’ve ever met. You must have been attractive when you were younger, so I’m
certain you’re a decent guy!”
Timothy was taken aback by the two youngsters, and he burst into joyful laughter. He clutched the children’s hands firmly and
smiled heartily, tears streaming down his cheeks. “You two are my great-grandchildren, and the Hunt family’s heirs. I never
imagined this day would arrive.”
He looked up at the sky, and smiled fondly. “Are you seeing this, Maurice? They are Stefan and Renee’s children. The Hunt and
Evertheart families will go on. I can finally face you in the afterlife!”
When Alexander heard this, he grimaced, his eyes wet with unshed tears. “What are you talking about, Dad? We just got
reunited with the kids. We should be grateful for this opportunity, so don’t say anything negative. You’re going to live a long life.”
Francine’s eyes welled up with tears as well. “That’s right. You’re still alive and well. You’ve recently reconnected with the
children, and you must remain with them until they reach adulthood. You have to see the birth of their grandkids!”
“I know my health best,” Timothy declared, waving his hand and taking a deep breath with difficulty. “I’m already glad you
attempted to find me an ideal heart that would allow me to live my life. God has been kind to me in allowing me to live till I see
my great-grandchildren. I have no regrets if I die today!”
When Adie overheard this, he couldn’t help but be concerned about Timothy. “Great-grandfather, are you sick?”
“Yes. I’m becoming old, and my body is weakening... But don’t worry,” Timothy remarked as he stroked Adie on the head. “It’s
completely natural. Humans will age, and death is both the end and the beginning of life. I feel we will cross paths again for
sure.”
Francine frowned and sighed. “Dad, that’s too deep. The kids won’t understand.”
“No. I see what you’re saying.” Adie’s lovely face was serious as he nodded. “Great-grandpa is saying that his life will never end.
He will reappear in our lives in a different form.”
“Oh, I understand now!” Abby murmured excitedly, blinking her wide eyes. “One day, Great-grandpa will transform into a star and
guard us at night. Or maybe he’ll transform into a tree and protect us from the wind and rain, or transform into a cat and keep us
company.”