Geoffrey lowered his head and chuckled, “Mr. Hans doesn’t want to be your heir or care about your properties. So, why don’t you choose Someone else as your heir? It’s...”

Before he could finish his words, Nelson interrupted him at once, “Someone else? Do you mean yourself? Stop daydreaming. I won’t choose a cripple as my heir!”

When Geoffrey heard such hurtful words, he twitched his lips, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant. “Uncle Nelson, I was healthy and sound before, but you made me a cripple!”

“Yes, I’m the one who hurt your leg. But now you can’t walk well. Did I say something mean?”...