Chapter 736 Can't Make It Through This Month
"It's not true. Mr. Bailey, you totally got Mrs. Reynolds wrong," Lucy blurted out, worried that Yancy's beef with Cassidy would just get worse. "Things are looking pretty grim. The doc said he might not make it through the month."
Yancy raised an eyebrow. "What's that got to do with Cassidy?"
Lucy shook her head quickly and grasped what Yancy was hinting at. "No way! Mrs. Reynolds isn't like that. You know Austin's health has always been shaky. This hospital trip is just his old illness flaring up again."
Yancy's lips curled into a faint, almost mocking smile. "Is that so?"
Lucy knew the bad blood between Cassidy and Yancy ran deep, so she didn't push it. She just said, "Mrs. Reynolds has always missed you. She'd be thrilled to know you're here. I'll go tell her."
"No need, I'm not here for her," Yancy said, turning to leave.
Lucy trailed behind him. "Mr. Bailey, you really shouldn't get involved. This whole thing is a mess, and Mrs. Reynolds doesn't want you caught up in it. You're her only son. As long as she runs the company, everything in the Reynolds Family will be yours. Just try to stand in her shoes."
Yancy's smile stayed, but it was dripping with sarcasm. He turned around and marched to the ICU entrance.
Cassidy came out, and when she saw Yancy, her eyes lit up with surprise and joy, but Yancy's face stayed stone-cold. He glanced at Nicholas behind Cassidy and then through the slightly open door at Austin, who was lying in the bed like a corpse. Only the faint heaves of his chest showed he was still hanging on.
Nicholas stepped out of the ICU and stood at the door. He locked eyes with Yancy. Nicholas knew Yancy was Cassidy's secret kid.
When Cassidy got pregnant, it turned out the baby wasn't a Reynolds.
But somehow, the whole thing got swept under the rug.
Yancy was raised away from the Reynolds Family by Cassidy and had never set foot in their home.
Inside the car, Cassidy's face showed a rarely genuine smile.
This smile was different from her usual fake, business ones. It had warmth. Right now, Cassidy wasn't a powerhouse; she was a mom. "Yancy, why didn't you give me a heads-up that you were coming back?"
"No need," Yancy shot back. "I don't agree with how you get what you what because I know you won't listen to me anyway. I'm here to tell you that I don't want anything from Reynolds Family. Or, to be precise, I don't want anything from you."
Cassidy's smile froze. For over twenty years, things between her and Yancy had still been tense.
Even though Cassidy had tried to mend things, Yancy never gave her the time of day. He even suggested a few times that she let go of the Reynolds Group. But she did all this for Yancy.
Cassidy said, "Yancy, you run a small bar. How much can you possibly make in a month? Do you know the price per square foot of the latest Reynolds Group real estate project? Do you know that a down payment for a house for an average family of three is nearly a million bucks? Everything I do is for you. The Reynolds Group will be yours someday, and you'll be raking in hundreds of millions a year."