Chapter 817: Can’t have all the smart kids
Curious, Slater reached for the bottle of pills at the pit of the cushion and armrest. The bottle was small and sleek, easily fitting in his hand.
"Since when did Uncle Stephen start taking maintenance medication?" he wondered to himself, thinking this was just a pill that Stephen took. However, looking at the bottle, he noticed there was no label on it, which seemed strange.
As Slater pondered, he heard his father speak.
"Dad, you’ve never changed, have you?" Charles sighed, pushing himself up from his chair. "It might be easy for you to abandon people—even if they’re family. I’m not saying Sven Bennet didn’t deserve to be locked up for what he did. However, I’m sure this isn’t easy for Stephen either. As a father, I understand him."
Charles shook his head and faced his father squarely. "I’ll go follow him."
"Hah! As if anything you say will help his son."
"It won’t, but at least I can empathize with him." After saying his piece, Charles bowed slightly and walked out of the room.
Chairman Bennet snorted in ridicule, watching his son walk away to follow Stephen. "He might’ve grown old, but he’s just as stubborn and willful as he was many years ago."
But then again, he wasn’t surprised by Charles’s remarks and actions. Charles, after all, was very different from him. Until now, Chairman Bennet had never figured out where that son of his got his personality from. But it was definitely not from him.
"If not for the paternity test telling me he’s my son, I wouldn’t think he’s mine," the chairman grumbled, forgetting that Slater was still in the room.