A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 670

Old Mr. Wilkinson sat completely frozen for a long time. In the heavy silence, the blistering fury on his face slowly melted away.

Seeing that the explosive wrath she had anticipated wasn't going to detonaate, Laurel softened her tone. "Grandpa, Elissa isn't just my mother's daughter or our sister. She's your biological granddaughter too."

Hearing this, the old man shot her a sharp look. "Do I really need you to remind me of that?"

Unable to actually refute a single point of Laurel's flawless argument, the old man's pride was clearly bruised. He paused for a moment before waving them off entirely, ready to move on. "Alright, alright. The nurses can take care of me. Both of you, get out of here and go back to work."

Knowing her grandfather had finally realized he was in the wrong, Laurel knew exactly when to retreat. "Rex can go back to work. I'll stay here and help you discharge this afternoon."

His condition wasn't serious. The doctor had done a thorough checkup during the morning rounds and had already cleared him to go home today.

Right in front of their grandfather, Rex completely ignored all subtlety and gave Laurel a massive thumbs-up. "You're the only person alive he'll actually listen to."

"You absolute brat!" Old Mr. Wilkinson snapped, his ego taking another hit. He grabbed a pillow and hurled it straight at Rex's head.

Rex dodged it effortlessly, using the momentum to make a swift exit. He waved cheerfully at the old man, his cynical grin firmly back in place. "Don't get mad, Grandpa! I'm getting the hell out of here right now."

Before stepping out, he glanced at Laurel. "Call me if you need anything."

Laurel didn't even bother replying; she just shooed him away with a wave of her hand.

The VIP wing of the hospital was normally dead silent. Rex shoved his phone into his pocket and took long, confident strides toward the elevators.

Just as he rounded the corner, the muffled quiet was completely shattered by a vicious argument erupting from a nearby suite.

"Fine! Consider your mother and me cursed with bad luck to have raised an ungrateful wretch like you! But don't think you can shirk your responsibilities. Paying for our retirement is your duty!"

After the vicious, through-clenched-teeth insults came the unmistakable crash of things being violently smashed.

Rex initially hadn't cared, but the two nurses walking past him froze in their tracks.

The younger nurse looked horrified. "Didn't they say they were the CEO's wife's relatives? Why is it a complete warzone in there..."

...So completely uncultured.

It wasn't clear exactly which word caught Rex's attention, but his footsteps instantly stopped.

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