Blanca Roach could not say anything for a while, but could only stare at the face of someone close at hand.
A man like Matthew Grant can only be described as superb, his eyes are deep and calm no matter what time of day they are, even his jawline is perfectly curved, not to mention how sexy his throat knot is floating up and down right now.
She blinked, swallowed, and stammered.
“So, that, are we going to sleep at home tonight?”
“Where are we going to sleep if we don’t go home?” Matthew Grant stared into her eyes, hooked a wicked smile, and lowered his head to her ear, “Does madam want to have a world for two? How about I book a room now …”
“Who, who said that! I’m not, I’m just worried about Alice being home alone.”
Blanca Roach hurriedly retorted, twisting her head and blushing slightly.
She wondered what was wrong with herself, had she watched Matthew Grant make himself look dizzy, and would ask such a stupid question without thinking about it herself.
“I’m just worried about Alice, it’s not what you think.”
“So I was overthinking it.” Matthew Grant laughed lightly and asked, “So who was staring at me too hard to look away?”
“I don’t know, it wasn’t me anyway.”
Matthew Grant was originally just joking, but who knew that this little woman was really playing dumb in a serious way.
He reached out to straighten her hair at her temples, and his tone was accommodating.
“What you say is what you say, we’ll … evening.”
Before the words were finished, the cell phone in the back seat rang, ringing sharply.
Matthew Grant suddenly frowned, hand pressed to the corner of the seat, took the phone from the back seat and glanced at the screen, fingers slightly tightened.
He got up from the seat, half leaned on the driver’s seat and pressed the phone to connect Jian, and spoke in a cold voice.
“Grandpa, is something wrong?”
As soon as Blanca Roach heard this address, she surprisingly felt her heart tighten and her breathing became much lighter.
It may be that after experiencing this period of time, she is clear about her grandfather’s feelings for her, there may really be love in it, but it is no more than the face or interests of The Grant family.
That’s how feelings within the family can be, cold and mixed with interests.
“Okay, I’ll be there tonight.” Matthew Grant hung up the phone with a tired look in his eyes and an apologetic tone, “Blanca, I may be late tonight.”
“That’s fine, do you need me to come back to the old house with you tonight?”
Blanca Roach asked cautiously, trying to keep her voice as soft as possible.
She could tell that Matthew Grant was obviously in a much worse mood after receiving the call, and his face seemed more than a little impatient.
“No need for you to come over.” Matthew Grant reached out and rubbed her hair and said comfortingly, “Just go back and take care of Alice tonight, Grandpa just called me over to talk about some things and I’ll be back later.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you at home then.”
Blanca Roach nodded her head, rarely so well behaved.
Whatever it was, it was obvious that Matthew Grant didn’t want her to know, so it was enough for her to cooperate, nothing to overlook.
“That’s good, I’ll take you home first then.”
Matthew Grant unscrewed the car keys and looked ahead, with a coldness that gradually sprang up under his eyes.
This evening is a “feast”, as long as Jim Grant is the first to sue, plus The James family added to the apology and crying, he can only prevail.
Now this situation, no matter what is not conducive to him, so can only temporarily give up to stop this engagement, and wait until later to find the opportunity to deal with.