His Way Back to Supremacy novel Chapter 6

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"Uncle Perseus, it really is you! I've missed you so much!" Vincent buried his face into Perseus' chest outside the kindergarten. Tear tracks were evident on his pale face.

"It's me, Vincent. I'm back now… Huh?"

Perseus realized something was amiss the moment he lifted Vincent from the ground.

According to Lindsay, Vincent suffered from leukemia and had gone through chemotherapy many times. But why did Perseus detect traces of toxins in the little boy's body?

What was going on?

"Uncle Perseus, now that you're back, you won't leave me this time now, right?"

Vincent wrapped his arms around Perseus' neck tightly. He was so aggrieved that he kept crying silently.

When Perseus got into trouble, Vincent was only three years old and had only begun developing long-term memories. At that time, he was extremely close to Perseus.

Now that Perseus was back, Vincent couldn't help but feel joyous.

"I'm not going to leave you anymore. From now on, no one will dare to bully you with me around."

After that, Perseus turned to look at Elena, whose eyes had already reddened out of sadness. "Ms. Menchez, is it okay if I apply for a half-day leave for Vincent?"

"Of course," Elena agreed immediately.

She wasn't an idiot. Even though she had taken the children away, she remained within earshot of everything unfolding in the principal's office. Moreover, she had witnessed the sight of the goons dropping to their knees.

There was no way Elena would ever offend someone who was powerful enough to make gangsters grovel to him.

While Vincent might be physically weak, he was hardworking, dedicated, and polite, to boot. Every teacher would love to have him as their student.

"Thank you, Ms. Menchez! Goodbye!"

Vincent waved at Elena happily before walking away with Perseus.

Perseus was concerned with Vincent's abnormal condition, so he dared not go shopping with him. Instead, he flagged down a cab and returned to Skyview Acres with Vincent.

By the time they reached home, Egbert was also home for lunch.

"Dad…" Perseus felt as though something was lodged in his throat. He could barely make a sound.

Egbert was only in his 50s, yet his build was now scrawny, and his hair was all gray. He walked with a limp due to his right leg being crippled, necessitating a walking stick with him everywhere he went.

Perseus' heart broke at the sight.

"I'm so glad that you've come home," Egbert muttered with tears welling up in his eyes. Then, he patted Perseus heavily on the arm.

"It's lunchtime now. Today marks the day of Perseus' grand return, so I've whipped up a nice meal," Lindsay declared while balancing the dishes in her hands.

The small family of four sat around the dining table. Lindsay's so-called nice meal consisted of only three dishes—rotisserie chicken, steamed vegetables, and pea soup, which barely had any ham or bacon adding to the flavor.

Perseus almost broke down into sobs at the sorry sight.

"I heard from your mother that you were looking for a job," Egbert stated while gazing at Perseus.

"Yes." Perseus nodded, though he knew that he didn't have to look for a job at all.

Tons of people were willing to shower him with all the riches in the world in exchange for his miraculous healing skills as long as he gave them the green light.

Looking for a job wasn't on Perseus' priority list right now. What he wanted was to interrogate Rochelle.

How the hell did she get pregnant? And what the hell had she done to the Caitford family during his three-year absence?

"I haven't found a job that suits me yet. I'm going to take my time."

Perseus munched on the food slowly. It tasted exactly how he remembered Lindsay's cooking to be, but for some reason, it had a bitter aftertaste that resonated with his feelings.

As Egbert ate, he said, "You should rest at home this afternoon. Tonight, we'll visit Randolph together. During your three-year absence, Randolph and his family have been nothing but accommodating toward us. When Vincent fell sick, they even lent us 80,000 dollars.

"We must repay them for their benevolence. Even if we can't afford to pay them back now, we mustn't lose our manners no matter what.

"Also, your cousin, Catherine, is doing very well for herself. It seems that she's a saleswoman of sorts. She earns quite a lot of money every month, you know.

"Catherine has graduated from a top-tier university, and she's formed connections with many people throughout her career. Maybe she can help find you a job."

Egbert then paused in the middle of his lecture. He put down his cutlery before continuing, "Perseus, your reputation isn't exactly pristine right now. Why don't you just focus on looking for a good job and start saving money? If not, how are you going to marry a nice woman in the future?"