Presiden's wild wife

Inside the car, Elena kept quiet, and the heat on her face didn’t dissipate. Her left hand was held tightly by Logan. She tried to pull it out, only to have his grip tightened even more.

It was when she got out of the car that Logan finally let go of her. His voice was gentle, "Grandpa's here, and don't be too formal later."

Elena's movement to get out of the car froze abruptly. She had seen Logan’ grandpa at the wedding, whose strict face was even colder than Logan. The mere thought of meeting him made her shiver.

"Grandpa's actually nice. You..." Logan couldn't help but laugh at her stiff appearance, "Don't be too scared. You can't be eaten anyway."

"I... I'm not!" Elena was seen through and retorted with a red face. But thankfully, her panic was calmed because of his words.

When they walked inside the house, Mia immediately came over with their slippers, "Sir, Madame, welcome back."

Elena nodded and whispered, "Where's Grandpa?"

"The old master is in his study playing chess by himself, bored out of his mind. But he won't come down even when he's called." Mia replied as she took Logan's coat and hung it up.

Elena subconsciously glanced at Logan, who reached over and held her hand, "Go play chess with Grandpa."

She?

Elena grimaced bitterly, feeling the urge to cry as Logan pursed his lips and smiled, "Of course, Grandpa likes to bully newbies who can't play chess."

"I..." She curled her lips slightly and blinked at him innocently, "So will you stay with me?"

Logan seemed to be waiting for these words from her, lowering his voice in a doting manner with a big smile, "Okay."

Jacob followed behind, exchanging a look with Mia. They could see by all accounts that he was delightful.

Inside the study, the grandpa was playing chess by himself, muttering something that they couldn’t hear clearly.

the study,

frowned with severity. Elena gave a jolt and stood straight, who looked like

granddaughter-in-law in front of him. The more he looked at her, the more serious his face became. A cold sweat ran down Elena's forehead and

sighed imperceptibly, "Grandpa, don't

do to her? Can't I look at my granddaughter-in-law? You cherish her too much!" he curled his

me see. I didn't even get a chance to have a closer look at you at the wedding before my comrade-in-arms dragged me

on the face, but inside he was just an old urchin. He insisted on letting Elena accompany him to play

he looked at Elena, the more satisfied he was, "It's better to have a granddaughter-in-law. Logan never gives in to me when playing chess, not even a single piece, and doesn't allow me to retract

out. After getting familiar with him, there was less restraint, "Grandpa, I won’t play with you.

"No way. If you

and held her hand

eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly. George hesitated, "Okay, but you can only hint,

confident. And soon the chessboard was set up again, but the situation was immediately reversed. Seeing that Elena ended up eating his ‘general’ without hesitation, George was not happy, "No, no,

that's not what you

pieces, "No more games then. You two youngsters are

Logan was helpless, "Grandpa..."

arrogantly and got up with his cane, "I'm old, and my brain doesn't work as fast as you youngsters. You don’t even give in to me when playing chess, alas! I'd better get

not trying to play tricks when you lose, are

thought was revealed, and he instantly

the bickering between the grandpa and grandson and couldn’t help but smile.

food is ready. Would you like to eat it now

now!" George replied anxiously, turning around and shaking his head innocently at Logan, "It’s because I remember that I’m hungry and need to eat. What's the point

dinner.

head to look at Logan, who

come in with the dishes, and Mia

throat and looked seriously at Elena, saying