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.

 

their own 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

in a gentle tone, “Little boy, where

answered her with an icy tone, “My

seems like it’s impossible

joke isn’t funny at all. Quick, tell me where your father and mother

Morgan, “Fire up the highest security

nodded respectfully to Nathan

an unfocused little boy who can’t be independent. However, whenever Madam isn’t around, he would immediately assume the role of a cold,

feeling that, after training for some time in the Fletcher Family, Little

Morgan fired up the highest level of the security system. Suddenly, a metal door emerged from the

like

stared in disbelief at

have the courage to lock 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

City all the way from the film studio like a headless

Murray kneeled on the ground while wailing loudly, “Oh, my God! Does justice still exist? Someone, help! Look! My unfilial grandson has had me, an old lady,

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

full of important and powerful figures. Therefore, they wouldn’t pay much attention to such a pointless commotion, nor would they spread

the news would directly

an audience, Old Madam Murray just couldn’t bring herself to continue howling. Therefore, she stood up to start banging

was fuming. Suddenly, she grabbed onto Natasha. “Nat, I’m sure you have your ways. Get some reporters for me right now! I want to gather some reporters! I want

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