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.

her hand and entered the study, "What are

turned his head and frowned with severity. Elena gave a

grandpa looked up and down at the 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 she didn't dare

and sighed imperceptibly, "Grandpa, don't tease

too much!" he curled his lips with his serious look disappearing instantly. Elena looked at him with her

I didn't even get a chance to have a closer look at you at the wedding before

grandpa’s name was George Brown, a veteran. He looked a little scary on the face, but inside he was just an old urchin. He insisted on letting Elena accompany him to play chess, but she did

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 a false move in a chess

but Elena was about to cry out. After getting familiar with him, there was less restraint, "Grandpa, I won’t

glared, "No way. If you

felt apologetic and held her hand softly, "I'll

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

set up again, but the situation was immediately reversed. Seeing that Elena ended up eating his ‘general’ without hesitation, George

that's not what you

games then. You two youngsters are ganging up

Logan was helpless, "Grandpa..."

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

tricks when you lose,

revealed, and he instantly raged at

help but smile. She

the food is

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 of playing chess? What if I starve my

that, he took Elena's hand and headed out, "Elena, let's have dinner.

her head to look at Logan, who

in with the dishes, and Mia snatched them up at

at Elena, saying meaningfully, "Elena, come here.