Davis nodded lightly in acknowledgement of his wishes. Seeing him agree immediately, Elder Allen felt skeptical about the situation.
The Davis he knew knew would not agree to his request so simply; he felt trepidation as he wondered what he was plotting.
The next minute, Davis’s voice pierced the silence in the room. "On one condition."
Elder Allen’s face twisted. He didn’t want anyone setting out any conditions for him, but as a caged bird, he had no option but to endure whatever option was thrown at him. "What condition?"
"Very simple. You are returning to my house after discharge. Aaron is still at large, and I dread what he might do when no one is close by."
A wide smile plastered across Elder Allen’s face. "Is that even a condition?" he smirked.
Everyone in the room laughed at his question, but to Davis and Jessica, it was as a heavy load pressing down on their shoulders being lifted.
Whilst on the way to the hospital, they had contemplated the security of the old man and his days, which shouldn’t be spent just in the hospital. For Davis, it had been quite heavy to say, but then it was worth it.
"Alright. If you agree, then Bella will handle the discharge procedures," Davis instructed.
Old Man Allen blinked in surprise. "Is that it? Am I being discharged? Are you saying I would no longer spend the night here?"
Elder Allen fell short of words to explain how or what he had felt since living in the hospital with a group of cold-faced guards staring at him every second.
At some point, he had felt abandoned and rejected. Despite Davis visiting him irrespective of his tight schedule, it didn’t replace the feeling of home.
"What’s there not to agree with?" he asked as his gaze swept across their faces, not willing to be deceived.
Seeing him agree to conditions so fast, an amusing smirk played on Davis’s face. Who would have thought the strongheaded grandfather, whose authority no one dared defy, had to be so humble?
"Alright. Bella, handle the procedures. Let’s go home," he instructed.
Seeing Bella going out to handle the procedures, his shoulders sagged with relief.
With Bella gone, Davis retracted his gaze from the shut door. "Grandpa, there’s one more question."
Elder Allen took a deep breath. It seems that he finally had to make some things clear at this point. "What is the question?"
"Grandpa, what is the vault? What is in the vault? Why do you sound anxious about it falling into others’ hands?"
Actually, these questions had been Davis’s major concern over the years since it came to his knowledge after the accident.
With the questions out of his mouth, he felt a relief course through his veins.
Elder Allen shook his head in resignation, as what would come had already come. But more grateful was that the Davis before him was no longer the money and profit-minded Davis, but a Davis who had experienced pain and betrayal over and over and is more prepared to face life and its challenges.
"Davis, the vault you ask for is in the Allen family estate. In my study, there is a safe box with the key to the vault.
"It contains the life struggles, passions, and dreams of several persons."
"The life of your father, mother, her friend who wasn’t supposed to die, and that of the lab scientist and technician...
"Both were husband and wife yet lost their life in the course of the experiment and test."
His voice cracked with emotion, eyes tinged red and tears glistening in them, his gaze unfocused and his shoulders sagged in defeat.
Davis’s brow furrowed as he aligned the result of his finding to Elder Allen’s story.
"What was the item so important for lives to be lost?"
"An innovation and blueprint of energy storage."


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