Chapter 440 She Would Be Furious Too

Elspeth wasn't bothered by the episode that happened just now. Subsequently, she followed Frank to Michael's backyard.

Contrary to her expectation, Michael's backyard was not as magnificent as she imagined. In fact, it was fairly simple.

This was also the first time she had visited this place, but she had a feeling of déjà vu.

Right! Helena's house seemed to have similar furnishing.

After taking a few more steps into the yard, she noticed how luscious the trees that almost blocked the path they were walking on were.

Frank pointed to a room near the wall. "That is Grandpa's room. When you enter later, knock on the door three times."

Elspeth nodded. Maybe this was another rule set by Michael.

"I won't go in with you. You're on your own."

Frank was trying to avoid the situation this time.

Seeing how impatient he looked, Elspeth was slightly surprised. "Why aren't you going in?"

"If I go in with you, he's definitely going to nag at me. Besides, I don't think he wants to see me now."

He's right. Elspeth pondered for a moment and decided not to force him to come with her.

When she knocked thrice on the carved wooden door, a furious voice sounded.

"I said I don't want to see anyone today! Get out!"

Hearing how furiously energetic he sounded, she figured that there was no major issue with him.

"I'm Elspeth."

As soon as she blurted those words, the old man went silent.

It took a while before a manly and stern voice sounded. "Come in."

right. Michael only wanted

the bed while leaning against the wall. He was also visibly more haggard

up to him and greeted him politely.

Grandpa?" At the mention of his late daughter, Michael

are two different

had just passed on alongside that Michael was not in a

character at all.

you here

purpose of her visit was most likely to ask

to come. He said you might

said you might want to have a chat with me."

my grandchild. He knows me best." Michael

like to

picked a chair to take a seat.

of me telling you what I want to say, why don't you tell me what you'd like to know

was a seasoned old man. Thus, he wasn't

to ask him so that he could make a

personality and was even more meticulous

dwell on past events now that my mother is gone. Just say what you want to say.

apple on the table and took a bite. The apple was crunchy and tasted sweet, as expected of the food quality in Joneson Residence.

you."

a brow and offered him an unfathomable smile. "I thought you

tell you about your mother."

ears twitched in

hour-long

she had heard about her mother's story before,

Blaydal as her gorgeous appearance alone attracted many men

the daughter of the Joneson Family in Blaydal. Her family background was enough to make others admire and

father, a poor man, among the exceptional men from wealthy

afford to pay fifty

the mention of her father, she silently broke into a cold sweat

everyone was comparable to the power of the Joneson Family.

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