"Grandpa, was I really wrong?"
"You actually know the answer in your heart, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have done this research behind our backs, and you wouldn't have been afraid that the secret of the laboratory would be exposed to everyone."
Retlin's words made Jeffrey's hope disappear.
"I'll help you clean up the rest. During this period of time, you should stay in school and study." He paused for a moment. "As for your research, as long as it's within my sight, I won't allow you to continue. When you understand what I just told you, you can come to me and tell me your answer."
Retlin put down the phone, but the expression on his face did not relax.
Jeffrey's trouble this time wasn't too big, but it wasn't small either. If word got out, it wouldn't be good for Shwell's and Jeffrey's reputations.
Fortunately, things had not progressed to the worst extent yet. The fire came at the right time. The only thing to worry about now was the Anderson family's reaction.
