Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Nelson was a man who didn't miss a beat, his face etched with scorn, fury, and disdain.

Timothy felt unjustly targeted, meeting Nelson's gaze was like facing a barrage of thrown knives.

"Liz needs her rest, thank you for visiting her," Nelson said to Timothy, speaking with the authority of a family elder, completely disregarding his outsider status in relation to Liz. Timothy was on pins and needles, sensing that if he didn't take the hint and leave, Nelson might just grab a broom and sweep him out of the room himself.

"Take care, Liz. I'll drop by another time to check on you," Timothy said as he stood, but not before pulling Hogan up with him.

"Dr. White, a friend's cousin is sick and has some questions about surgery. Could you spare a moment to clear some things up? Let's step outside, and I'll give you the full scoop."

Without waiting for Hogan's response, Timothy led him out. He had only intended to speak on Liz's behalf but ended up making things worse.

Timothy wondered if he had just made an enemy of Remington or if pulling Hogan away might mitigate his blunder.

Once they were gone, Nelson turned to Liz with a solemn tone, "Liz, those men who are all sweet talk and no action when it matters most are the least trustworthy and don't deserve forgiveness! You've got to be wise and experienced to see through them. I say, getting married at thirty isn't too late, and even forty isn't either. Take your time, there's no rush, right?"

Nelson had only recently reconnected with his granddaughter and wished he could turn back the clock and spend another twenty years raising her, making up for lost time.

He wasn't even considering the likes of Remington anymore; even Jerome was under scrutiny, as Liz had to genuinely like and accept him herself.

But Nelson was worried. The Dashiell family was notorious, and he feared his innocent granddaughter could easily be misled by a smooth talker.

Nelson's protective stance made Liz chuckle internally, yet she nodded earnestly in agreement.

"You're absolutely right, Grandpa Nelson. I'm not focusing on that right now. I just want to recover and make something of myself."

Jerome, overhearing this, couldn't help but take a second look at Liz, sighing inwardly, feeling perhaps he had been too hasty.

"Alright then, you rest up," Nelson said, admiring how sensible and obedient Liz was.

Seeing Liz look a bit tired, Nelson decided it was time to leave.

Outside the room, Nelson'sContent is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

expression grew serious as he instructed Jerome, "Call Andrea, tell her to come home immediately. We need to head back to Tranquil Meadows."

It was time to delve into the past and clear up matters, including speaking with the servants and drivers who were with Elsa when she came to Zion City and lived in Tranquil Meadows.

The paternity test from eight years ago and the people involved, as well as Andrea's place in the Gardenia family, alt heeded to be sorted out quickly if he was to formally acknowledge Liz as his

novel

Pet

granddaughter.

Jerome reached for his phone to call Andrea, but she hung up on him, clearly still upset about the earlier incident.

"She's not answering. I'll have someone look for her," Jerome said, not bothering to cover for Andrea, and relayed the situation to Nelson directly.