Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 690

Telling Julian he was out of Grayson Enterprises… everyone knew that was just Christian talking in a fit of anger. Since Julian had taken charge, the company had been thriving. Every single person respected him. Honestly, there was no one else better suited—it was obvious to anyone paying attention.

Even if Julian actually wanted to step down, no one could just take his place. So, for Christian, and for the company, there was really no way he’d ever let Julian make that kind of decision.

Casey stood quietly off to the side. His lips curved into something cold. “You should have stopped Madeline like this,” he said quietly, “back when she was donating her kidney to Julian.”

Christian caught the edge in Casey’s voice and shot him a glare. “That was her choice. Nobody forced her.”

Casey’s laugh was sharp. “Julian’s choosing this, too. No one’s forcing him either.”

Christian faltered. “It’s different.”

“How?”

“If she loses a kidney, she can still live a normal life. But if Julian loses his eyesight, how is he supposed to go on like everything’s fine? These things can’t be compared.”

Something icy flickered in Casey’s eyes. “You try giving up a kidney and see what happens.”

“Live a normal life,” he muttered. What a joke. Did Christian really believe that? After giving up her kidney, Madeline’s health had only gone downhill. She got tired so easily, couldn’t lift anything heavy, and her life just…it never went back to how it was. There were so many side effects, things only Madeline herself truly knew. And yet, Christian brushed it all off, acting like everything was fine with that empty phrase.

If it was so harmless, why had he let Madeline donate at all? Christian had always known about those risks. He just couldn’t handle the idea of his grandson being less than perfect, so he made Madeline the one to sacrifice.

Christian’s face darkened. “Stop wasting time. Even if you get Julian’s corneas to Madeline today, she’s not walking out of this hospital.”

Casey’s voice was flat. “Go ahead. Try me.”

Christian’s anger boiled over. He flung out his arm, signaling his men. The message was clear, even without words: barge in, stop the surgery, whatever it takes.

But Casey stepped in front of the doors. He was tall and straight-backed, more like a wall than a man. He didn’t say anything else. Just stood there, practically daring them to try it.

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