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

she consoled Old Madam Murray while asking Nathan in a gentle tone, “Little boy, where is your mother? Tell me who and where your mother is; we have something to

answered her with an icy tone, “My mom is dead as well; stop

it’s impossible

funny at all. Quick, tell me where your father

Morgan, “Fire up the highest security system. Unrelated

nodded respectfully to

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

a feeling that, after training for some time in the Fletcher

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 The

looked like

stared in disbelief at the villa

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, he has actually locked Old Madam Murray outside of

from the film studio like

Murray kneeled on the ground while wailing loudly, “Oh, my God! Does justice still exist? Someone, help! Look! My unfilial

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

figures. Therefore, they wouldn’t pay much attention to such a pointless commotion, nor would they

who leaks the news would directly offend

she

Murray 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 them to spread the news of what just happened today. I want to hold a press conference to let everybody know that Taylor Murray is an

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