Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 729

Chapter 729: Not generous at all.

Meanwhile, at Winslow Residence —

Morgan had been resting and reading when a polite knock at the door interrupted him. He raised his eyes through the glass to look and, finding the butler there, smiled.

"Jones, what brings you here at this hour?" As he said that, he closed the book he was reading before setting it aside on the table. "The tea is still there. No refill needed."

Mr. Jones stepped in and inclined his head slightly. "Sir, someone has come to meet you."

"Meet me?" Morgan hadn’t been expecting anyone. Not in Cralens, at least. He was here to take a break. But seemed like even after retirement, he wasn’t fully allowed of that. "Who is it?" he asked.

Mr. Jones hesitated for a second, but then revealed. "The older son of the Martin family, Caden Martin."

Morgan paused. He didn’t ask for any details anymore. He could tell it all on his own.

Taking a moment, he finally nodded. "Since he is here, let’s give him the face." With that, he moved. His hand went to grab the cane before he stood up to his feet. "Let’s go," he said.

As Morgan walked, Mr. Jones followed him, keeping a respectful step difference between them.

They reached the main hall in no time, where Caden had been waiting for him.

When Caden heard the soft yet strong taps of the cane, he tilted his head to look in that direction. His brows furrowed a little, but easing them up, he stood up to greet respectfully.

"Uncle Morgan!"

Although concealed, Morgan still heard the resentment laced in the man’s tone. However, he didn’t highlight it intentionally. Instead, smiling, he responded in an amiable tone. "Your presence here is nothing but a complete surprise to me? How did you find time today to give your old uncle such a surprise?"

Caden’s brows furrowed as he stared at the old man. He couldn’t tell if Morgan was deliberately trying to sound it natural, or did he really not know what had stirred in the recent few days.

"Don’t keep on standing," Morgan said again as he gestured to him to take the seat while he grabbed one as well. "Sit down and then speak. I am already so old, and I really don’t seek those old formalities."

"Uncle Morgan, are you really unaware of the things that have happened?" Caden asked, not beating around the bush.

Morgan arched a brow and stared at him with a mixed expression. "Did something happen?" He asked as though totally oblivious. "Dear, you know it’s been a while since I retired. I don’t keep up with the little updates. If there is anything, you can always reach out to my grandson, Aiden. He is the one handling it all now. I am sure, given the old times’ sake that your grandfather and I shared, he would always be happy to help."

Caden’s frown only deepened at his words. "I don’t think so, Uncle Morgan," he said, and Morgan arched his brows as though not understanding it at all.

"It seems Aiden had upset you, son."

"Uncle Morgan, I don’t think Aiden is the right person to take forward the legacy you built. You should truly reconsider him."

Morgan gave out a hearty laugh. "Oh, and what made you think like that?"

Caden flinched for a second. That reaction of Morgan was something he hadn’t seen coming. Keeping his calm in check, he said, "Uncle, I know Selene had done something wrong. And I left her to take her punishment because that’s something she deserves. But is it right for Aiden to keep us threatened like that? After all, we all have a reputation to keep. How can we always remain in the shadow of his threat?"

Morgan’s expression eased as and his lips slowly turned up at the corners. "If you have anyone to blame, Caden, it’s your daughter. And I don’t think living under a threat is an issue."

Caden frowned.

But that didn’t deter Morgan. He continued, "I know my grandson well. Even if he had threatened you, he wouldn’t have made it much difficult for you. As long as you keep that condition intact, he won’t go against his promise. Don’t touch what he holds precious, and he won’t make a move against what’s yours."

Caden gritted. He didn’t say anything more. He just stood up and smoothed his suit, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Morgan. I understand what you said. I will make a move now."

And with that, he turned to leave.

However, he had barely taken a few steps when Morgan spoke from behind. "Caden," he called, continuing, "Aiden might have given a chance this time. Don’t take it as his generosity. He isn’t generous at all. He holds grudges the worst."

Caden heard that. However, that only made his blood boil and fingers clench. Gritting his teeth, he didn’t linger anymore. Resuming his walk, he strode out without giving any glance back.

Once he was gone, Mr. Jones spoke as if he was surprised, "Sir, you were aware of it?"

Morgan paused before shaking his head. "I wasn’t but I could guess it easily. After all, nothing would have kept that brat away from making a move. And Caden’s appearance today was clear evidence of it."