Chapter 22 " The car's ready . Are you sure about going to the Arnold residence ? " " Why , am I not allowed to ? " The young man sat in his wheelchair , exuding an air of dignified elegance . He wore a shirt and jacket , with a hint of a blue tattoo peeking out from under his sleeve . He seemed enigmatic and aloof , a touch of melancholy playing around him . " But Madam … " Ethan lifted his dark gaze , coldly staring him down . " It's not her place to dictate my actions . " " My apologies , sir . I misspoke . I'll take you downstairs now . " For Ethan , this was the first time in years he had stepped out of his home . He had not seen the sun in what felt like forever . Once outside , he realized that everything was as she had described ; the scenery was breath - taking . He glanced at the jujube tree beyond the wall where he could vaguely see a young girl swinging her legs , her beautiful smile visible even from this distance . As he looked away , the warm emotion in his eyes disappeared , replaced by a cool detachment . An hour later , he arrived at the most luxurious villa . Dozens of servants stood outside , forming two lines . They watched as a black Cayenne pulled up to the entrance , a trembling bodyguard stepping forward to open the door . As Ethan transferred to his wheelchair , the waiting staff chimed in unison , " Welcome home , Mr. Arnold Jr. " Ethan showed little emotion . He could not remember how many years it had been since he had last visited the Arnold residence , " Oh , Ethan … " A deep , aged voice echoed from not too far off , and an elderly woman slowly made her way toward them , leaning on a cane . " Mom , be careful , " Owen Arnold warned . Upon seeing the elderly woman approach , Ethan's lips barely moved as he murmured , " Grandma . " Evelyn Anderson's eyes welled up with tears . " You've finally decided to come and see your old grandmother , huh ? " Ethan nodded , then glanced at the middle - aged man standing behind Evelyn . As their eyes met , Ethan indifferently looked away . " Grandma , I came back because I have some matters to- " " Whatever it is , let's talk after we've had dinner . " Ethan was wheeled up to the head of a long dining table set for twenty , covered with his favorite dishes . Ascending to the table was not a hardship for him , but Evelyn still assisted , guiding him to the seat at the head of the table on her left . Knowing Ethan was coming and fearing he might feel uncomfortable , she had dismissed everyone else from the house , sparing Ethan from any discomfort . Her eyes reddened as she watched her slender , radiant grandson . " Ethan , look at you , you've lost weight . Eat up . " She urged . " Thank you , Grandma , " he replied . Owen , intending to please Evelyn , added , " How've you been these past years ? I heard you haven't been going to school . You're nearing the age for college entrance exams . Do you still want to go to school ? If you do , I could arrange for your admission . " Ethan picked up a piece of fish from his plate and took a bite , leisurely responding , " Isn't it a bit late for you as a father to be concerned about how I've been doing these past years ? " The comment seemed to affect Owen , who stiffened , a cold glint appearing in his eyes . Ethan continued , " No need to worry . I've been just fine . " Despite everything , guilt lingered in Owen's heart for Ethan . " Since you're back , why not stay here ? Your room's been prepared . " Evelyn chimed in , " Yes , I've kept your room for you all these years . You should move back in . " Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!