Chapter 162 Yet Another Blow
Raymond smiled and accepted it all.
However, Donald’s expression grew cold.
In previous years, they would come over mostly to show off, but there weren’t any humiliating or insulting actions.
Today, however, they were outright humiliating Raymond and his family!
Donald’s eyes scanned the room. Everyone had an air of arrogance to them.
They’ve had this attitude for decades, but only today are they revealing how callous they can be.
Everyone was taking digs at Raymond and Donald.
They didn’t like Raymond’s spiritedness and had always wondered how someone like him could be the head of the Campbell family.
Raymond had fallen from grace and dragged everyone down with him.
However, what they suffered as a result was not serious.
Raymond had distributed his own family fortune to protect them.
Without Raymond’s blessing, they struggled!
Gideon laughed until his eyes welled up with tears. “Okay, okay, Raymond. There’s something else I forgot to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“That powerful man in the capital, the one whose fortune you told, is dying!” Gideon waited for Raymond’s reaction.
As expected, Raymond looked as if all the life had been drained out of him. “He’s dying?”
“Yes. And that means Dragon Fide Villa is unable to be completed, and the project you wanted to use to rise again is gone!” Gideon said triumphantly.
That powerful man was the person Gideon and the rest were most afraid of.
As long as that man was still alive, it was possible for Raymond to make a comeback.
They were afraid of that, because back then it was Gideon who sabotaged Raymond by leaking all the information about Dragon Fide Villa’s plans!
When Raymond filed for bankruptcy, Gideon was the one who took action the fastest.
The employees that Gideon had were all left behind by Raymond.
Raymond shut his eyes. “It’s not possible…”
Gideon mocked, “Raymond, you’ve miscalculated. You said he’d live to be a 100, but now he’s just 80 years old and diagnosed with a critical condition!”
“What condition?” Raymond asked. Sighing, he opened his eyes.
“Severe cerebral hemorrhage. No one in the country can do the operation to save him. Only one person can, and that’s the world’s best doctor, Croft. But who can afford to hire him?” Gideon looked ecstatic. “It’s wonderful that he’s dying!”
Raymond lost his interest in talking after hearing that. He looked like he had suddenly aged by a few years.
“Are you done?” Donald said coldly. “If you are, let’s eat.”
After a pause, he continued, “If you want to eat, then eat. If not, then scram!”
When Donald said that, everyone looked toward him.
“So uncouth!”
“Where’s his finesse?”
“He’s trash!”
The crowd pointed at Donald and insulted him one by one.
“We’re not done,” a clear voice from outside the door said.
Immediately after, a young man wearing a silver Armani suit and a gold Rolex watch walked in.
With his hair combed back, he looked incredibly handsome. He was the epitome of a handsome, wealthy man.
It was Jack, the author of Donald’s chapter in The Abandoned Children Of The Campbell Clan!
He was Gideon’s favorite grandson and Pollerton’s favored, up-and-coming young writer.
With calm and steady footsteps, he walked over to Raymond and handed him a book. “Granduncle, this is my gift to you. I hope you like it.”
It was a published copy of The Abandoned Children Of The Campbell Clan.
Raymond raised his gaze sternly.
