Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 241 Meeting the In-laws

Chapter 241: Chapter 241 Meeting the In-laws

Suddenly, a knock sounded from outside the door. Mrs. Summers immediately suppressed her emotions and said toward the door, "Come in."

Declan Summers opened the door and walked in with a serious expression, "Mom."

"Declan? You’re back? Why are you only getting home now? Weren’t you supposed to be back earlier?" Mrs. Summers’s lips curved into a smile as she saw her son return.

She approached Declan and started chattering, "Our family has really been through a lot lately. I heard it was pouring rain where you were filming. I called you many times, but you didn’t answer. I was worried that something had happened to you."

"I didn’t realize you were so worried about me, Mom. Indeed, the situation was critical; I was trapped in a cave and could have lost my life," Declan said, his eyes downcast and a dark shadow crossing his gaze.

Mrs. Summers’s eyes widened in disbelief.

She grabbed Declan’s arm anxiously and sized him up, "You weren’t hurt, were you? That director too, isn’t there a specialized studio? Why go to the mountains to shoot? What would we do if something happened to you?"

Declan lightly lifted his gaze, looking into the anger in Mrs. Summers’s eyes, and suddenly chuckled.

But the smile did not reach his eyes.

Although the Summers Family wasn’t exactly a top-tier wealthy family, ever since the Shaw Group invested, the business started improving.

So, it’s not that they couldn’t afford to send a rescue helicopter.

However, he had waited there so long, and he had never seen his so-called family come to rescue him.

To say he wasn’t disheartened would be a lie.

He changed the subject and pointed outside the door, asking, "What’s the deal with Grace? Shouldn’t she be at the police station?"

Mrs. Summers’s attention was quickly diverted.

A faint smile appeared on her face as she explained to Declan, "Declan, you should know, these past years I’ve never been in contact with my maternal home. Actually, my relatives are still there."

"What?" Declan asked incredulously as he looked at Mrs. Summers.

It wasn’t surprising that Declan was astonished; for over twenty years, Mr. and Mrs. Summers had never mentioned his maternal grandparents.

Thus, he and his siblings had assumed they had already passed away.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t they have been in contact for so many years?

Mrs. Summers’s face grew somewhat embarrassed, unsure how to explain.

After thinking for a bit, she roughly relayed the past events.

Cutting off relations with the Lane Family was a wound that always pained her heart.

And it was a scar she dared not touch.

Her family had clearly loved her before, but for some reason, they couldn’t accept Henry Summers.

Between love and family, she could only choose one.

In the end, she chose love.

Indeed, she had regrets, but every time she felt Henry’s kindness towards her, she believed it was all worth it.

So, since her father kicked her out of the house, she had never taken the initiative to contact the Lane Family.

Until a few days ago, when Grace got into trouble.

With the Summers Family’s resources, they couldn’t contend with the Shaw Group.

But the Lane Family was different.

The Lane Family was a highly influential, wealthy family from the Imperial Capital, with the power to rival the Shaw Group.

After listening, Declan felt conflicted.

So that was it.

No wonder Grace was released so quickly.

Then all of his efforts, all the so-called evidence he provided, was it all in vain?

Grace had not been punished, and instead, her attitude became even more arrogant, not even bothering to hide it.

Looking at Mrs. Summers, who was smiling joyfully, his feelings grew more complicated.

Mrs. Summers truly loved Grace; if she knew Grace had shown that side of her, or perhaps... if all the warmth and caring all these years had been a facade, would she collapse?

He asked in a grave tone, "Has the Lane Family reestablished contact with you now?"

Mrs. Summers’s smile stiffened slightly, and a flicker of discomfort crossed her expression, "I’ve made several calls, but couldn’t get through. Probably busy, I guess."

Declan didn’t expose Mrs. Summers; he just pursed his lips and smiled silently.

Mrs. Summers was very stubborn about many things, the kind that doesn’t turn back until hitting the south wall.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have continued to love her after hearing the recordings and seeing the surveillance footage of Grace holding a knife toward Serena.

So he knew well that no matter how much he said, it was useless.

"Mom, I’ve got work to do and won’t be coming back. You... take good care of yourself," Declan withdrew his arm from Mrs. Summers’s grip and left the master bedroom.

Mrs. Summers felt somewhat perplexed, sensing that today’s Declan seemed somewhat different from before.

But she didn’t think too much about it because Grace suddenly walked in and started acting coquettishly.

With her acting like this, Mrs. Summers could no longer care about other matters.

...

On the other hand, after finishing lunch, Julian Lane spoke, "I heard the old master has returned from abroad? It’s just right, I haven’t met the in-laws yet."

Serena Summers and Lucas Shaw exchanged a glance, a hint of helplessness flashing in their eyes.

Lucas nodded, "Okay, I’ll give him a call to let him know."

"Good," Julian finished his last bite, leaning back in his chair contentedly,waiting.

When Master Shaw heard this news, he remained outwardly calm but began to feel a bit panicky inside.

He was indeed someone who had seen countless grand occasions, but the marriage between Lucas and Serena was formed under abnormal circumstances.

What if the Lane Family came to cause trouble?

He leaned on his cane and went to the wardrobe, meticulously selecting his clothes.

He even pulled in the butler to help him choose.

"What do you think about this one?" Master Shaw pulled out a very formal suit and stood in front of the floor mirror, carefully sizing it up.

Before the butler could respond, he shook his head, "No, no, wearing this suit appears too solemn and serious. After all, Julian is a junior."

"How about this one? Sportswear... isn’t it too casual? It seems like not giving enough respect to others."

Eventually, after much deliberation, he almost took out all the clothes in the wardrobe.

The originally meticulous room was now a complete mess, with Master Shaw’s clothes all over the bed.

The butler stood by, his eyes full of helplessness.

He reminded, "Young master mentioned, it’s just a meeting, you don’t need to be nervous."

Master Shaw instantly got annoyed and glared, "Who says I’m nervous? This is called being earnest, do you understand?"

The butler helplessly agreed, "Alright, alright, I know you are being earnest. I think the clothes you are wearing right now are very suitable."

Master Shaw was wearing a modified long robe, which coupled with his stern face, looked very solemn.

"Really?" Master Shaw asked uncertainly.

The butler quickly nodded, "Of course, it’s true!"

Master Shaw’s furrowed brow slowly relaxed, "Alright then, let’s go with this one. Help me put away the clothes, I’ll go to the study to find some good tea."

"Right away," the butler echoed from behind.

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