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Blanca held up the cone, which had melted a bit, “Why didn’t you answer the phone? Who is it?”
She blinked, a little curious.
Whose phone call had made Matthew Grant blush?
“From work, I’m going to take a call.” Matthew Grant gave Blanca a reassuring look and instructed her to sit next to him and eat her cone while he stepped aside to answer the phone.
After making sure Blanca was out of sight, Matthew Grant picked up the phone, his tone revealing a bit of respect, “Grandpa.”
“You still know I’m an old man here? I thought you didn’t know!”
I thought you didn’t know!” Mr. Grant’s rant came over the phone, and Matthew Grant could feel him slapping his seat through the receiver, seemingly furious.
Matthew Grant naturally knows why he is angry.
I thought I could keep it to myself, but it turned out …
“You get back here. Now immediately immediately, bring that girl back to me!” Mr. Grant gave an ultimatum, he has always been the most important is his own grandson, the second most important is the Imperial Group. Now, for the sake of a woman, Matthew Grant even tossed himself to the hospital? And even hide it from himself?
Mr. Grant how not angry?
Even though he liked Blanca, a smart little girl, no one can hurt his grandson.
“I’ve been discharged from the hospital now. Grandpa, it’s over.” Matthew Grant frowned at that, and it was the hospitalization that, in his opinion, had made him look inside himself. He had gradually fallen in love with Blanca, and even, she was more important in his heart than he thought.
“You come back to me now, is it that nothing I say works anymore?!”
…
After hanging up the phone, Matthew Grant walked towards Blanca, who was sitting on a wicker chair, her legs swaying back and forth like a child. The ink-colored hair fell behind her, and her small palm face was delicate and cute, full of childishness.
This is also the first time Matthew Grant found that the original “play” this kind of thing, is not a waste of time.
As long as the other person is the one you like, wasting time together is happy.
“You’re back. This you eat quickly, you do not eat all melted.” Blanca saw Matthew Grant finish his phone call, jumped off the wicker chair and ran towards him.
Because of her haste, she tripped on her feet and almost fell into Matthew Grant’s arms. Matthew Grant couldn’t help but laugh and held her shoulders, “So reckless, are you a child?”
There was no dislike in his tone, but rather a very spoiled one.
Then there was a little bit of Matthew Grant’s unique dominance.
Blanca got out of his arms and stood firm, “I am your baby.”
Almost instantly, Matthew Grant’s dark eyes looked like they contained a mist. A warmth seemed to flow through his body and he hissed, “Do you know what you’re saying?” To blatantly seduce herself, she is really … a little goblin.
“I didn’t say anything.” Blanca blinked her eyes.
Just as she finished speaking, her own cell phone rang, “Eh, you wait, I’ll take a call!”
Blanca said she had already put the cone into Matthew Grant’s hand and answered the phone herself, “Eh? It’s the housekeeper uncle ah, well … we are outside, okay okay, we will be right back. You do not worry.”
Blanca hung up the phone and looked anxiously at Matthew Grant, begging, “Mr. Johnson said grandpa is not feeling well, let’s hurry back and take a look.”