My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 482

Natasha added hastily, “Mr. Morgan, you should open the door first to let grandma in—she is truly Taylor’s grandmother! Even if you don’t recognize her, don’t you recognize me? I am Natasha!”

Mr. Morgan seemed embarrassed when he answered her, “I’m so sorry, Miss Natasha, but I’m just a servant. I’m not quite sure about the Young Master’s family matters. However, the Young Master isn’t around, and the rule is that we do not accept guests without him. I’m sorry.”

Old Madam Murray was fuming, and she started shaking the metal grill like a mad person. “You had better phone Taylor to come back. Tell him that his grandmother is here! I want him to come home to meet me immediately, and I demand that he brings along that woman of his!”

Mr. Morgan continued frowning. “Young Master has some important matters to attend to outside… Ah! Little Master is around. Let me ask him for advice!”

Little Master?

Natasha pricked up at that.

Taylor seemed to have mentioned that he had a son. Is this the son he was referring to?

Soon, Mr. Morgan showed up again with a 5 to 6 years old dirty little boy, who was carrying a dog.

“Are you Taylor and that woman’s son?”

Old Madam Murray glanced at Nathan, who was standing in front of her. He does resemble Taylor, but he isn’t a true Murray descendent. Besides, he is that woman’s son, and so I am just not fond of him. In fact, he emits an repulsive aura that I find disgusting.

 

“Where’s your father? Phone him and get him to get back!” Old Madam Murray instructed him with a demanding tone.

“My father is dead,” Nathan answered eerily. After playing with the puppy in the garden’s mud, he was covered with filth.

 

parent?!” Old Madam Murray stomped her feet in anger, and she continued banging against the metal door. Her eyes were bloodshot when she shouted, “Open the door for me! Just you wait; I’ll teach you a

Old Madam Murray while asking Nathan in a gentle tone, “Little boy,

her with an icy tone,

seems like it’s impossible to trick

luring him patiently, “Little boy, that joke isn’t funny at all. Quick, tell me

was still wearing a cold and distant expression while ignoring Natasha’s question. After that, he spoke to Mr. Morgan, “Fire up the highest security system. Unrelated personnel are not

nodded respectfully to Nathan

independent. However, whenever Madam isn’t around, he would

have a feeling that, after training for some time in the Fletcher Family, Little Master’s aura and temperament

with the dog in the garden, whereas Mr. Morgan fired up the highest level of the security system. Suddenly, a metal door emerged from the ground and blocked behind the existing metal grill. Simultaneously, the courtyard walls around

house looked like a fortified stronghold

in disbelief at the villa with

Old Madam Murray outside of his house? He is a celebrity and a public figure; he survives based on his reputation, and his actions are constantly being scrutinized. Isn’t he afraid that this incident might spread to the media, resulting in a backlash from his fans? Nevertheless,

the way from the film studio like a headless chicken. It took me a lot of effort, but

kneeled on the ground while wailing loudly, “Oh, my God! Does justice still exist? Someone,

some reason, once she started wailing, the crowd around the entrance disappeared immediately. In fact, the neighbours, who came out

powerful figures. Therefore, they wouldn’t pay much attention to such a pointless commotion, nor would they spread such rumors to the public. They wouldn’t gossip, nor would they allow their nannies or

the news would directly

just couldn’t bring herself to continue howling. Therefore, she stood up to start banging against the door, but nobody responded inside the

your ways. Get some reporters for me right now! I want to gather some reporters! I want them to spread the news of what just

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