In the meanwhile, at the estate of Grandfather Lewis:
The gentle buzz of the medical equipment filled the room as Jake sat beside his grandfather's bedside. The Lewis family's once-dominant patriarch was now feeble and sickly, his once-sharp eyes dimmed by disease and aging.
The elderly man spoke, "Jake," in a steady but hoarse voice. "You've spent too much time away from your house. It would be best if you took it back now."
Jake's jaw tightened as he leaned forward. "Grandfather, I don't give a damn about the house. I'm ashamed of what I have done; my family is in a mess. I also let my children down."
Grandfather Lewis responded, "Nonsense," in a forceful voice that belied his illness.
"You are the family's leader. It is your responsibility to preserve its legacy. That house is more than simply a physical structure. It represents who we are. Don't let Carla and her children ruin it any more."