Chapter 347 Timothy is Your Choice

Quercia clutched the medical records in her hand. She had many questions she wanted to ask her grandfather about tonight's events, but at this moment, she found herself unable to utter a single word.

Old Mr. Spark glanced at the airport gate, "Coming so late, you must be waiting for Tristan, right? It's been raining heavily in Antioch tonight, and quite a few things have happened. He'll need more than half an hour to get here. How about we chat while we wait?"

Quercia nodded silently.

Old Mr. Spark led the way, walking towards one side.

Quercia was right beside them.

"About a year and a half ago, I was diagnosed with brain cancer," Old Mr. Spark began. "At that time, it was already in the late stages, but I didn't accept my fate. You should remember, there was a period when I often traveled to other places. But in the end, I realized that I had spent all my remaining time on the road."