The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey found Jack to inquire about Old Mr. Grant, instructed the other three to wait downstairs, and went to the second floor.

The door to the study was left open, and through the crack of the door you could see Old Mr. Grant lying on the recliner, looking sad.

Lindsey knocked on the door and gently pushed it open. “Grandpa, I’ve come to see you.”

“Come on in.” Old Mr. Grant’s voice was so faint that he couldn’t hear what he was saying unless he listened carefully.

Lindsey felt vaguely distressed, took the initiative to move a stool to sit next to him, and lightened the force to give him a back rub. “Still upset about Old Mr. Bosh?”

“Lindsey, what do you think we’ve been doing all our lives, hustling and bustling for.” Old Mr. Grant didn’t deny it, and the words were thick with sadness. “Seeing the old guys go one by one, it’s really hard for me.”

“If you ask for something, you will get something. Master Roy said that whether you ask or get, the process will be very bitter.” Lindsey’s voice was soft and gentle, with a little playfulness and softness. “The other day Bruce and I went to the hospital for a checkup and the doctor said I was pregnant with twins.”

Old Mr. Grant was overjoyed and sat up straight to look at her. “Is this true?”

Lindsey nodded, smiling lightly. “Life is a constant cycle, there are comings and goings, grandpa need not be too upset.”

Old Mr. Grant flinched, and then laughed. “You girl …”

Lindsey knew his heart was untied and smiled too. “Bruce and Edward are downstairs, and Lily is back.”

“You guys have a heart.” Old Mr. Grant exhaled a long breath of depression and stood up steadily holding the arm of the recliner. “Come on, play two games with Grandpa.”

“Okay!” Lindsey put her mind at ease and went downstairs with him.

Old Mr. Grant listened to Lindsey’s enlightenment and was in a very happy mood.

Perhaps his laughter was too loud, or perhaps The Gregor family Old Mr. Grant was just passing by, when a soft cough was heard from outside the courtyard, followed by a voice with a high tone. “Old Mr. Grant, you have a visitor in your house?”

“No, it’s my grandson who is filial and has come back to keep me company.” Old Mr. Grant replied smilingly, “Why, you’ve been left behind again.”

After a second of silence outside the door, the door was suddenly pushed open and in walked a hale and hearty old man with a full head of silver hair.

Bruce immediately recognized it was Old Mr. Gregor, and hurried to greet him politely. “Hello, Grandpa Gregor.”

Lindsey smiled faintly and called out in accordance with Bruce’s title.

Edward was not familiar with The Gregor family, so he politely shouted Old Mr. Gregor.

Lily looked left and right, not knowing whether to follow Lindsey or Edward, simply did not make a sound.

Old Mr. Gregor looked around, saw Edward and Lily two raw faces, could not help but smile curiously. “Old Mr. Grant, still say your house has no guests, who are these two.”

“Old Mr. Hawke’s oldest grandson, and my granddaughter.” Old Mr. Grant laughs again. “Jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.” Old Mr. Gregor grunted and walked right over and sat across from him. “Have a plate.”

“No.” Old Mr. Grant moved away from the board in disgust. “You’re so bad, you can’t even beat my granddaughter.”

“You’re still mad, aren’t you?” Old Mr. Gregor was not convinced and reached for the board. “Are you coming or not.”

Lindsey looked at the two of them as if they were children and were about to argue, so she took the initiative and said, “Grandpa Gregor, why don’t you watch us finish this game and in the next sentence, Grandpa will play with you.”

“I won’t play with him.” Old Mr. Grant did not appreciate it at all. “Who wants to play with him when you can repent for a day at a game of chess.”

“When have I ever regretted a game of chess, and for a day.” Old Mr. Gregor was also angry. “It’s obvious that you are playing a trick!”

Lindsey and the others were at a loss when they saw the two old men, who together were almost two hundred years old, arguing with each other.

Bruce winked at Edward, quietly held Lindsey’s hand and turned around to go back to the living room.

They both just went in, and Edward and Lily then followed them in.

“They’re making so much noise, it’s okay, right?” Lindsey was still a little uneasy. “Old Mr. Gregor has quite a temper.”

“It’s okay, they’ve been arguing all their lives.” Bruce patted her shoulder soothingly. “Today Old Mr. Bosh was buried, so I guess Old Mr. Gregor is not feeling well in his heart either, so he came over to look for Grandpa.”

Lindsey heard him say so, slightly put down his heart, but from time to time still very concerned about the outside movement.

Edward is not worried at all, this is holding a knife for Lily peeling flat fruit.

After hiding in the living room for about half an hour, Old Mr. Grant’s mid-range voice suddenly came from outside. “Lindsey, you come out.”

“Coming …” Lindsey spat her tongue at Bruce and got up and went out of the living room.

The pieces on the board had been rearranged, and Old Mr. Grant sat down with a smug look on his face, his own alabaster teapot in his hand, sipping tea comfortably.

Lindsey walked over and called out softly, “Grandpa.”

“You play a game of chess with him, so he doesn’t think I’m bragging.” Old Mr. Grant gestured down toward his place, his tone serious. “Don’t let him.”

Lindsey nodded with a smile, raised her eyes to meet Old Mr. Gregor’s and said humbly, “Grandpa Gregor, you are the elder, after you.”

She was going to say she would go first, but she changed her mind because the word “go” was unlucky.

Old Mr. Gregor didn’t care about her modesty at all, and puffed out his chest with a voice as loud as a bell. “You first, so that no one will think that I am bullying the younger generation.”

“You were just going to try to lean on the old man.” Old Mr. Grant sipped his tea and did not hesitate to retort. “Just let you three subs you can’t win.”

Lindsey took a deep breath breathlessly and voluntarily dropped a piece. “Since Grandpa Gregor has accepted, Lindsey will not hesitate to do so.”

Old Mr. Gregor’s tiger eyes narrowed slightly, pretending to look at Lindsey in a serious manner, and then suddenly smiled. “You guys are a bit lucky, this girl is good.”Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Of course I’m blessed.” Old Mr. Grant snorted coldly and continued to sip tea.

Lindsey wanted to laugh and didn’t dare to, so she pretended to concentrate and moved her chess pieces again.

She had only seen Lily and Old Mr. Grant play a few times, and since she was not a bad player herself, Old Mr. Gregor was killed in a short time.

Old Mr. Grant, who had been watching the game, laughed out loud when he saw the situation. “Now you’re convinced, I’ve said you can’t even get under my grandson in law.”

“Didn’t you just say granddaughter, how did you become a granddaughter-in-law.” Old Mr. Gregor glared at him. “You’re being clever again.”

“Granddaughter is that.” Old Mr. Grant completely ignored his accusation and waved at Lily who had just left the house. “Lily girl, come here.”

“Grandpa.” Lily smiled and ran over to him, and sat down next to him nicely. “Is there something wrong with grandpa.”

“Let me introduce to you, this is the old man’s name is Gregor, you will call him Gregor grandpa.” Old Mr. Grant finished his introduction and looked at Old Mr. Gregor smugly. “See, this is the granddaughter, The Hawke family that is my granddaughter-in-law.”

Old Mr. Gregor lost his chess game and lost his face, so he said, “I have a grandson too!

“Come on, the one in your family is just okay to look at, not good enough.” Old Mr. Grant snickered and suddenly said, “Speaking of Randy’s kid, is your arrangement wrong.”

“Take care of your own family, you don’t have to worry about our family’s affairs.” Old Mr. Gregor didn’t know whether he was really angry or his character was like that, he suddenly stood up and went out of the yard.

Lindsey looked back at his back and spoke in a small voice: “Grandpa …”

“It’s okay, we are old, in the future want to fight mouth, have to go to the king of hell that fight to go.” Old Mr. Grant face floated a touch of despondency, gaze to the distant skyline. “In the blink of an eye, it’s almost a hundred years ago, time passes so quickly.”

Lindsey listened to his exclamation, her mouth opened and said nothing.

After dinner, several people sat with Old Mr. Grant for a while and left one after another.

Lindsey and Bruce returned to the car, looking tired and snuggled into his arms, asking him why Old Mr. Grant did not go back to live with his eldest uncle at the Royal Garden.

“The third and youngest aunts go back often, and he doesn’t like to be disturbed much.” Bruce hugged her tenderly and tightly. “Heartbroken about Grandpa?”

Lindsey sighed quietly. “Definitely, during this time, first Dad’s body was found, followed by Old Mr. Bosh went, he is strong but also nearly 100 years old.”

Bruce hand strength tightened, silently turned his head to look out the window.

It was the weekend again, and the two men stayed back at the Royal Garden on Thursday, waiting for the wedding in peace.

The Tankard brothers and their families arrived on Friday night and were all put up at the Jinhua Hotel, where Lindsey and Bruce accompanied Old Mr. Grant to dinner and grabbed their car and hurried down the hill.

When they arrived at the Jinhua Hotel, they went upstairs and went straight to Tankard’s room.

The suite was opened, and when they entered, all three brothers of The Heard family were there, along with their respective wives.

Lindsey was familiar with Fiona, and after greeting her, she went with them to the study next to the living room.

“You look a lot rounder.” Fiona looked Lindsey up and down and teased, “I can’t believe Bruce is such a good caregiver.”

“Don’t you laugh at me.” Lindsey gave her an embarrassed look and turned her head to talk to her other two sisters-in-law.

Lindsey was still abroad when Tankard and Maximus got married, and she had left in such a hurry to go back to Cloud Mountain alone that the two sisters-in-law felt very unfamiliar with her.

Lindsey didn’t know what to talk about, but Fiona and the girls were more frequent, so she was the one who found the topics most of the time.

Lindsey saw that it was getting late, so she got up and went outside to greet Bruce back at the garden.

Tankard and the others didn’t say anything, and after a few jokes, they let him go.

After coming down from the stairs, Lindsey went to the car as soon as she could and asked what her brothers had said to him.

Bruce at first refused to say, and then Lindsey asked more questions, then reluctantly spoke: “They did not say anything, are looking for me to arm wrestling.”

“So did you lose or win.” Lindsey asked casually, thinking of all his antics since he got in the car, and couldn’t help but blurt out. “You didn’t win once, did you!”