Charles spoke with exceptional clarity.
Life, if not left for his fellow countrymen, would be left for his daughter.
There was no third option. He couldn't control his own life, nor could anyone else. In other words, he entrusted his fate to Jazmine. Even if the treatment failed and he lost his life, he wouldn't have any regrets or complaints.
Upon hearing this, Jazmine felt a heavy weight in her heart.
For her, this father was somewhat superfluous, not worth spending more time thinking about or worrying over. But now, things had changed. She felt that perhaps it was time to treat him as a father after all.
"Trust me, if you're up for it, we can set off this afternoon. Our studio is on an island, and the surroundings there are fantastic. I'm sure once you get there, you'll absolutely love the environment."
Charles didn't argue, but he did manage to stay for two more days to take care of the matters at hand.