Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 249

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The ward door opened.

Master Harris was in his hospital gown as he walked out in an aggressive manner. “What nonsense is there for you to talk about outside here so late at night instead of going to sleep? If you’d spend your time on the company instead of on these pointless acts, you wouldn’t end up this way!”

Oscar said helplessly, “I’m just giving some advice because I’m concerned over Charles as an elder. Why has it become a pointless act when you’re describing it?”

“If you were capable enough to advise him, do you think I would allow a junior like him to be the president? Get out of here and go home to rest. Just look at what time it is. Stop annoying me by moving about in front of me every day!” Master Harris finished his words impatiently and turned to go into his ward.

When he saw that Charles did not follow him, he turned back and roared, “Why aren’t you coming in! What’re you waiting for?”

“It’s getting late. Do have an early rest, Uncle Oscar,” Charles said to Oscar and got into the ward, closing the door behind him.

Oscar watched as the door shut in front of him. The smile vanished from his face as a dark look crossed his eyes. He sneered coldly and walked away from the door.

“Have you thought about it?” Master Harris sat on a chair in his ward, staring coldly at Charles who was standing at the door.

Charles walked forward a few steps. “My answer remains unchanged.”

“You scoundrel!” Master Harris slammed the table and stood up.

Charles’ expression remained the same as he said, “Grandpa, it’s better for you if you control your temper. Your body can’t take anymore torment.”

“Are you cursing me to die?” Master Harris clenched his teeth.

Charles replied, “I’m not. I’m just suggesting you to take care of your health. You’re overthinking it.”

Silence.

It felt like ice was forming in the air and time had stopped.

Master Harris stared darkly at Charles while Charles remained focused, as if not bothered by Master Harris’ stare.

Master Harris roared, “Let me ask you again. Do you agree or not?! If you say no, I’ll do whatever I want when handling your matters!”

A slight chill appeared in Charles' eyes, but he stood his ground. “I’ve never done any transfer of assets, and I have no idea why such huge transactions have appeared out of thin air in the accounts. I’m absolutely fine with you handing me over to related departments. I believe they will be able to prove my innocence.”

Charles may be the president, but the position of chief finance officer, which had gone through three hires, were all his grandfather’s men.

The accounts never had a problem, but the moment he resigned as president and conducted his handover, problems immediately surfaced in the accounts. It did not take much to guess who was behind this.

“Do you think I won’t dare to?” Master Harris questioned him with a lowered voice.

Charles replied, “It’s not that. I just felt a chill in my heart at the thought of you fiddling with the accounts to threaten me to stay and assist Justin.”

His grandfather had gotten him to resign as president but requested him to stay as assistant to the president. Charles’ position may be the president’s assistant, but in fact, he would still be doing the job of a president. The only difference was that the public would recognize Justin as the president.