Chapter 277 Grandfather and Grandson Reunite
Charles thought Alexander was here for Lorenzo and stood up.
Alexander, leaning on a cane, walked in quickly. His white hair and shoulders were dotted with raindrops. He no longer had his usual lofty demeanor; the elegance remained, but his eyes were filled with anticipation.
Charles, ever the gentleman, stepped forward and was about to speak.
Alexander bypassed him, his gentle yet urgent gaze falling on Adeline's face. He spoke, his voice trembling, "Savannah, I finally found you."
Charles, who had been calmly setting the table for Alexander, froze with his hand outstretched.
A rare emotion appeared on his handsome, noble face.
He suddenly looked up at Adeline, whose expression hadn't changed.
Savannah? Was she his fiancée whom he had never met?
Charles furrowed his brows.
He had just said to her that the engagement was off and she shouldn't worry about it.
Charles gripped the knife and fork in his hand tightly, his emotions unclear.
Alexander walked closer, his eyes on Adeline. "You look even better than I imagined."
His voice grew hoarse as he continued, "When you were first kidnapped, I couldn't sleep all night, having nightmares of you crying out in fear and hunger. Thank goodness you're still..."
He couldn't bring himself to say "alive."
That was indeed his greatest fear back then. He searched all over the country for any clue.
Even if it was just someone of a similar age.
He even went to the river to identify bodies.
Sometimes Alexander would comfort himself, thinking that no news was the best news, as it meant Savannah was still alive.
They were truly afraid that if they pursued too aggressively, the traffickers might do something drastic.
Now, Alexander carefully reached out and touched Adeline's face, his eyes red. "Savannah, don't be afraid. I'm here to take you home."
Faced with such emotion, Adeline didn't embarrass Alexander, but she also didn't show much excitement. Instead, she naturally said, "If you had come a little earlier, even just three months earlier, it would have been better."
Alexander didn't understand why she said that.
Had something happened during that time?
He wanted to ask but realized he might not even have the right to.
"I'm doing very well now." Adeline didn't want to see Alexander sad, especially since he didn't seem fully recovered. "As you can see, my grandmother loves me very much. It might not be possible for me to go back with you now, but you will always be my grandpa."
At her last sentence, Alexander couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell from his eyes. "On my way here, I read the information. This village is terrifying. Savannah, it's my fault. I came too late. This delay lasted over ten years."
For over ten years, the Vanderbilt Family was no different from parents who only gave birth but didn't raise their child.
In such a village, even adults couldn't endure it. They either went to extremes or were assimilated.
Lorenzo, as capable as he was, couldn't make it here.
How did she, a little girl, grow up to be who she was now?
Alexander recalled Nathan saying in the hospital that despite Adeline's seemingly indifferent demeanor, her life had been very tough. She treated people to earn money for the family, studied, and took care of Summer.
Alexander used to admire her for being so sensible and hardworking at such a young age, thinking she would surely become an extraordinary person.
Now, looking back, his heart ached so much.
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