"Harry, take care of your body, and I'll come back to drink with you in a few days!"

Danforth said no money and left Harry's room with a look of regret.

Danforth, who managed to get out, couldn't help but speed up his pace, and when he went down the stairs, he happened to meet Charles, the former speaker of the House of Representatives, who was on crutches.

Danforth wanted to politely come up and say hello, but he didn't expect Mr. Charles, who was already old, to walk past him without saying a word, as if he hadn't seen anyone.

Danforth was embarrassed for a second, and after glancing back at Charles's somewhat bulging back, he shook his head slightly, not angry at all.

He just wanted to get out of this place quickly.

Charles paused at the door of Harry's bedroom and glanced at the place where Danforth's figure had disappeared, a hint of resentment flashing in his bloodshot slightly cloudy eyes.

Half an hour later, Charles walked into the room just in time to see Harry tilting his head and swallowing some kind of medicine into his stomach.

Charles's forehead immediately jumped, and a wave of anger arose, looking at this son whom he had doted on in the past, and now he wanted to beat him to death with a cane, so that he could not see it.

As the speaker of a state legislature, Charles naturally has a sober judgment on how he was suddenly thrown into the abyss.

Admittedly, at first, Charles also thought that he was taken down by his campaign rival Knight, and at most the Democratic Party gave a small boost. However, it didn't take long for him to know who was really behind the scenes.

Few people in California can support the attorney general. Except for him.

And in the final analysis, it was none other than his precious youngest son who really caused him trouble.

The moment the truth was discovered, Charles was so angry that he almost fainted.

However, even if he knew who the "black hand" was, Charles could only bear it. As for the idea of revenge and going back, he could only think about it in his heart.

Why is this happening, is Charles cowardly?

Of course not! It's just because, Charles, knowing very well, has nothing to do with others.

As a politician who also grew up in California, he has "earned" a large family fortune, while on the other side, several children even go to school in public schools instead of private.

Of course, it's nothing if your butt is not clean, and few members of parliament are clean when they get serious these days, but the bad thing is that their handles are clearly held in their hands.

Although he has served as the speaker of the parliament, he is more than one step behind the other party in terms of connections and influence. Moreover, those who can speak to themselves are from the economic community, but the other party has come up from the judicial system step by step.

With a judicial weapon in hand, what can you do if you don't bow your head if you don't bow your head with the handle in the hands of others?

Are you really waiting to enjoy the treatment of a luxurious solitary prison?

Charles had already thrown in the towel, but seeing Harry look like this, it was impossible for him to have no resentment at all.

"Harry!"

Charles sighed slightly, stabilized his mind, and walked over to Harry, who was slowly returning to normal after taking the medicine.

He pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to Harry. Harry was sweating down his forehead because of the headache.

"Thank you...... Thanks!" Harry took the handkerchief with trembling hands, and his voice trembled slightly.

Charles sat down on the single-seater couch next to Harry.

After about ten minutes, after Harry was completely back to normal, Charles spoke: "Harry, I'm disappointed in you!"

After a moment of silence, Harry replied, "I know!"

Charles asked, "Do you know where I'm most disappointed?"

Harry looked at Charles silently.

Charles leaned on crutches and said, "The disappointment lies in your petty heart, but also in the petty childish behavior." ”

"If you can't get used to that person, you either don't do it, or if you want to do it, you will beat him to death. ”

"But look at what you're doing, manipulating on invitations, spreading rum......ors," Charles snorted and said, "Say that your children are all high-minded!"

"To be honest, the rumor trick is actually very good, but if I come, I can beat him so that he can't turn over!"

Harry opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Charles wouldn't give him a chance to speak: "Do you want to ask me what's the use of telling you this?"

"Taunting? Of course not! I don't have that idleness!"

"Harry, I just wanted to tell you that if you're still obsessed with that and want to be ashamed, you're going to have to mature. ”

"Now you still have a chance, because that person is almost as naïve as you are now. But if you can't mature before he grows...... I don't think it's a good idea to hide in this room where the sun can't get in. ”

The expression on Charles' face as he said this was a blunt mockery.

Harry's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth, and his hands clenched into fists, so hard that his nails almost pierced his skin.

Charles saw Harry's reaction and understood that his obsession was still there, so he further stimulated: "However, looking at the way you are now, I guess you can't do anything you want to......"

He shook his head in deliberate disappointment.

Harry's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Forget it, this is your life, you want to sink here, what can I, a father, say?"

Charles stood up and walked out the door tremblingly.

Just as Charles was about to cross the goal line, Harry finally spoke: "Father, what should I do?"

Charles said without looking back: "First of all, clean yourself up, then let the doctor check it, and finally, go out and bask in the sun!"

……

Two hours later, the Lyon family restaurant.

The huge table now seats only two people, Charles and his eldest son, James.

Harry's seat was empty at the moment.

Just now, Harry finally walked out of the room, and had lunch with his father and brother in the dining room for the first time in a long time.

Although James was angry with this younger brother, he was still a little happy to see him come out of the shadows.

"Father, after all these years, Harry still listens to you alone. James toasted Charles, "But, let Harry out now, okay?"

"The doctor said it was okay to ......"

"He hasn't been out for a long time, and it's good for his body to spend more time in the sun. ”

"Besides, there are people around him who are following ......"

Charles gave James a reassuring look, and then said sadly: "Next, it's up to us to convince him to undergo surgery." You can't just take medicine......"

James comforted, "It's okay, since Harry is still willing to listen to you, it won't be difficult to persuade him later!"

Charles nodded slightly, "I hope so!"