Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

On hearing this, the doctor and the nurses released Mr. Lawson, but even if they did, he had no strength to do anything but lie on the bed, gasping for breath and staring at her.

“Of the three wives, I’m the one you dislike the most, aren’t I?” Ela’s face was all smiles, but with a touch of unconcealed desolation, “I know without you saying it that you treat the second wife harshly and treat James like a dog, but only because you resent me for counting on you.”

With terminal lung cancer, Mr. Lawson’s whole body was in pain and he coughed heartily several times, his mouth all filled with blood.

But even when he was in such a mess, no one gave him a chance to clean up.

He strained to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth, “Count on your self-awareness!”

The woman he hates most in this world is Ela!

Ela snorted lightly, “And you still think you’re a meat and potatoes by now?”

She turned her head to Dalilah, “Ms. Dalilah, haven’t you told him about that one yet?”

“Not yet, it’s just as well to say it now.” Dalilah put on her presbyopic glasses. Taking a piece of paper out of his carrier bag, he unfolded it, “The paternity report form, read it for yourself.”

Still as gentle as ever, she walked up to him with the paper and placed the report sheet just where he could see it.

Worried that he was too old to see, she also thoughtfully stated the result, “It has been determined that Mr. Raylan and you are not father and son.”

Mr. Lawson also looked at the identification results, but just sneered, half-heartedly, “You think I believe it on the basis of this report sheet?”

Ela laughed and gestured for Dalilah to put the identification report sheet away, “You think this report sheet is a fake?”

“Isn’t it?” Mr. Lawson looked at her with cold eyes, he didn’t believe a word she said!

Ela was in no hurry and said slowly, “You pride yourself on your intelligence, don’t you think your third son and the grandchildren over in the third house don’t look like you?”

Mr. Lawson was stunned and blushed a little.

“Your third wife had a sweetheart, you know that, don’t you?” Ela said, “You had him killed, so you must have known about such a person. You broke the two of them up hard and married her, but didn’t know she was pregnant at the time, did you?”

Mr. Lawson’s face was ashen, he sat up with unusual difficulty as he propped his hands on the bed, “You don’t need to stir up trouble here! I had a paternity test done when Lao San was born, he is my son!!!”

He would never be the kind of idiot to raise someone’s son!

Ela, the bitch, must be lying to him!

“Of course I know you’ve had a paternity test and several hospitals to get it done, right?” Ela smiled impishly.

Mr. Lawson was suddenly disturbed by the fact that he had done the paternity test in secrecy and had informed the hospital that they were not allowed to tell outsiders.

How did she know?

“You’re wondering how I know that?” Ela said, “You can just ask if you want to know, it’s not like I’m not telling.”

She smiled, “I’m just too kind, I couldn’t bear to see your third wife upset, so I took some trouble and had several hospitals make a fake certificate for you. You didn’t notice that the three houses are all fox-eyed? Your third wife’s lover is from the Pearson family, and they, ah, are all fox-eyed.”

The faces of those in the third house swung through Mr. Lawson’s mind and his face was ashen.

He had been suspicious at the time when he looked at Lao San and a few of his children’s looks, but Lao San’s paternity test with him was done at several hospitals and he didn’t believe anyone was capable of getting under his skin!

But Edith’s match was indeed one of the Pearson family, and when he had the man killed, the latter’s eyes had not closed until he died, and he was too impressed by those eyes.

Now that I think about it, the oldest really does look exactly like that man!

“E, l, a!” shouted Mr. Lawson, pointing at Ela and spitting out a mouthful of blood with a wow, looking instantly older.

How is this possible?

How could he have raised another man’s child all his life and still snub his own grandson at every turn?

“You’re hating me? But why would you hate me, I was only doing your third wife a favour.” A smile crossed Ela’s face, “You don’t even know how much she loved that lover of hers, she was even willing to give her own life in exchange for me helping her, in order to keep their child.”

Mr. Lawson breathed heavily, raggedly, and unsteadily, with hatred and sadness in his eyes, “Did you kill Edith?!”

“If she doesn’t die, her son has to die… one life for one life… fair enough, isn’t it?”

The more pain he felt, the happier Ela became, “Someone else’s son, someone else’s grandson, pampered by you for most of his life. How does it feel to have your own grandson, your most capable grandson, being beaten or scolded by you all day long, and not getting half the benefit of the doubt?”

She crouched down and was level with him.

She genuinely liked him, but he spurned her and killed their first child.

That woman has someone else in her heart, yet he pampers her at every turn, holding her captive, even her son and grandchildren, heck, she just doesn’t like that woman, so she tells her to go to hell!

She wanted him to never get that person, not only her heart before, but also her person!

“You …… you ……” Mr. Lawson pointed at her with a grimace, bloodshot under his eyes, with cloudy tears running down the corners.

Ela slapped his hand down, “Don’t point at people like that, uncouth, isn’t that what you said about me in the first place?”

Mr. Lawson faltered and held onto the bed, trying to stand up, “Someone! Come …… someone!”

He shouted with all his strength, but there was still not much noise.

Outside were the voices of his children and grandchildren, and his once favourite son and grandchildren, fighting over his private property, and his faint voice soon dissipated within them.

For the first time in his life, Mr. Lawson tasted powerlessness!

He thought he had everything under control, but things have escaped him since decades ago.

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Mr. Lawson stood up with immense effort and shivered towards the door, “Come …… someone ……”

Ela watched him toss and turn with cold eyes, and when he ran out of strength and fell to the floor, she directed the two men to carry him back up again.

“No need to toss and turn, you won’t get those shares back in the third house’s hands. Once you die, the Harvey family will become a scattered mess, but you don’t have to worry, my son and grandson are Harvey family people after all, I won’t let the Harvey family be finished.”

“I thought you didn’t like the second house? I’ll make James the chairman of the Harvey Group at last, and get rid of all the people on the first house side.”