Chapter 764

James nodded slightly, his demeanor mirroring Oliver's. After all, Oliver had molded him since childhood. Though James had little standing within the family, outside he embodied the proud and untouchable grandson of the Jefferson family—an image of sophistication and poise. At this moment, any hint of boyishness was absent. In a cool, commanding voice, he instructed, "Escort the two from the car inside." "Understood." The car door opened, revealing two blindfolded men. Their escorts held them firmly as they led them into the haunted house. Timothy had hoped to confront the trio responsible for his hospital stay. However, with Grace confined to bed rest due to her pregnancy and Hazel swamped at work since Elizabeth was unwilling to approve her time off, he settled for meeting James. "Where's the rich lady?" Timothy asked about Grace's whereabouts. James replied, "At home on bed rest." Timothy smirked, recalling the task Grace had given him. "She's relentless even while