Grandpa George's words resonated deeply with her. Having experienced so many wars, he understood how precious the present days were. A strong nation was less likely to be bullied, so it was essential to safeguard this homeland.

Though Nina hadn't lived through the cruelty of that era, she could still recognize that Grandpa George's most glorious moments were in his youth. Even as he aged, he still harbored a desire to contribute more to the country.

Grandpa George's eyes welled up as he spoke. Nina listened attentively, noticing the scars left on his legs from gunshot wounds, which revealed the hardships they had endured.

"Grandpa George, our country is strong now, and there are many talented individuals. There's little chance of war happening," Nina comforted him.

"You shouldn't be too complacent," Grandpa George cautioned.

Suddenly, he chuckled, "But there's no shortage of talent. Nash is a prime example. Achieving feats at such a young age. It's all thanks to his grandfather. He insisted on Nash returning home to inherit the family business. If he had stayed with me, he might have been even more remarkable than I was in my youth."

Nina off guard. Nash's youth likely referred to when he was in his teens, the first

"Nina, I confide in you as if you were my own, but please don't

"Okay," Nina agreed.

George also emphasized not revealing Nash's past association with him. It seemed to be a

covered him with a blanket. The breeze was gentle and warm, and

Grandpa George's preferences. She knew that he had a sweet tooth, but with old age, he had to be mindful of his teeth and rarely

and bought a pack. Candy floss was easier for the elderly to consume. Grandpa George was even happier now, taking the pack

long, but you already know I love sweets. You're like my own granddaughter!"

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