Chapter 110 He’s Not a Liar
Just as Tracy hesitated, a hotel waiter suddenly rushed toward Franklin in a panic. “Mr. Franklin, something terrible has happened!”
On such a joyous occasion, the waiter’s shout instantly drew everyone’s attention.
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Benjamin, who had been smiling as he greeted guests, immediately darkened his face and barked, “Where did this insolent waiter come from? Where’s your manager? Get the manager
here!”
The Jackmans had planned this party for a long time, and every prominent figure in Cloudville was in attendance. There was no way Benjamin would allow a mere waiter to tarnish the Jackmans‘ reputation.
The sudden commotion piqued everyone’s curiosity, but Tracy’s heart jolted violently.
A wave of fear and dread surged toward her like a crashing tide, threatening to swallow her whole.
She moved without thinking, hurrying forward to stop what she sensed was coming—but the waiter didn’t give her the chance. He shouted at the top of his lungs, “Walter is dead! Mr. Franklin, that Walter who always follows you around is dead!”
Walter is dead?
Thud!
Franklin’s cane slipped from his hand and hit the ground as his knees buckled. He nearly collapsed, but Benjamin caught him just in time.
Benjamin’s face had also gone pale as he stared at the waiter in disbelief. “What did you just say? Who… who died?”
In Benjamin’s memory, Walter had never married or had children, so he had always treated him like his own son.
That news hit him like a blow; he couldn’t believe it.
With so many distinguished guests staring, the waiter’s eyes flickered. He opened his mouth to speak again, only for Tracy to shove him aside.
“Where did this lying con artist come from? Trying to con the Jackmans?” She quickly turned to support Franklin. “Grandpa, don’t worry. I just spoke to Walter on the phone. He’s stuck in
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traffic, but he’ll be here soon.”
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Franklin’s face was chalk white, his hand trembling uncontrollably as he gripped hers. “You … you mean it?”
Tracy didn’t dare hesitate for even a second and nodded repeatedly.
Seeing Franklin’s condition now, there was no way she could tell him the truth.
“Grandpa, let me take you to rest. They can handle this here.”
She turned to Andrew, who had been standing calmly nearby, her tone carrying a hint of warning. “Today is Grandpa’s birthday. It should be a joyous occasion. Whoever this liar is, he needs to be dealt with.”
The Jackmans all stared at Tracy in a daze, and for a moment it felt as though the dazzling, confident old Tracy had returned.
As the heir of the Jackman family, Andrew was the first to recover and understand what Tracy
meant.
He nodded. “I … ”
“Tracy, how can you say that? Who would joke about a person’s life?”
Erin appeared out of nowhere, wearing a fluffy princess dress and holding the arm of Norris, who was dressed like a prince. A small entourage followed behind them, making her seem like the star of the evening.
In a tone of reproach, Erin said, “Tracy, I know you don’t want Grandpa to worry, but something so serious can’t be hidden. Grandpa and Walter are as close as brothers. This shouldn’t be kept from him …
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“Shut up!” Tracy snapped, her voice sharp enough to cut, as if she were about to strike her.
Erin ducked her head, stepping back in apparent fright.
She didn’t even need to say anything before Norris immediately pulled her into his arms protectively. Andrew and Liam also instinctively stepped in front of her.
They all looked at Tracy with guarded, hostile eyes, as though she were some villain who had done countless wrongs.
Seeing this, the ache in Franklin’s chest only worsened.
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So this was the “good life” in the Jackman family that Tracy had told him about?
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Franklin’s face grew even paler, the scene before him seemed to waver, and his breathing quickened.
Tracy was the first to notice something was wrong with Franklin. She asked urgently, “Grandpa, what’s wrong?”
Franklin was still gasping for breath when Erin’s voice cut in sweetly. “Tracy, don’t be angry. I just didn’t want you to let Grandpa miss any news about Walter, so I kindly reminded you not to misjudge this waiter.
“If I upset you, I’ll apologize. I’m sorry
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Her eyes brimmed red, as if she were wronged and being forced to apologize.
Norris quickly pulled her back into his arms to comfort her. “Erin, this isn’t your fault. You don’t need to apologize to her.”
“Really?” Erin looked up at him, her eyes full of admiration and dependence.
Norris nodded firmly.
Erin is simply too kind, which is why Tracy keeps bullying her again and again.
It was also my fault for spoiling Tracy too much in the past. I was partially responsible for letting her develop such a temper.
Erin lowered her head shyly, though the glimmer of triumph in her eyes was impossible to conceal.
When she looked up again, she had put on that pitiful, obedient expression. “Tracy, you’ve really misunderstood this waiter. He’s not a liar.”

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