Chapter 225

Not wanting to have any ties with the Grayson family, I hesitated about whether to go to Heron Heights, but they quickly sent me the room number. Ian seemed quite confident, not afraid that I would bail on him. Since that was the case, how could I let his good intentions go to waste? With my curiosity piqued, I made my way to Heron Heights. When I arrived at Room 201 on the third floor, I found two people already waiting for me—one was Ian's attendant, and the other was, predictably, Ian himself. "Mr. Grayson Senior, you didn't call me over just for a casual chat, did you?" I said, lightly mocking him. Having heard about how Ethan had upset him to the point of hospitalization, I now saw the frailty of his elderly body, marked by illness. Even from a distance, I could smell the scent of medicine wafting off him. It was a pity that Ethan hadn't managed to anger him to death. Ian narrowed his eyes, trying to use his authority to intimidate me. I couldn't help but laugh internally, p