Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 72 Burton said while driving, "I asked them just now, but no one admitted it."

They didn't dare to do that in general, but how did Grandma know? August thought about the question and failed to find an answer.

As he watched the car run onto the main road, he took out his phone and called Lucia directly.

After a few beeps, she finally answered at the other end.

The woman's voice came, sounding a bit cold.

"Hello?"

Hearing the impatience in her tone, August subconsciously frowned and asked in the same cold way, 'Is Grandma with you?"

Hearing that, Lucia at the other end turned to look at the white-haired old lady, who was sleeping on her small floral bed, and replied quietly, "Yeah."

August frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Then why didn't you call and tell me?"

Grandma was so old that she usually had someone with her when she went out.

However, she was out alone all afternoon today.

He had been worried about her all the time.

However, Lucia didn't even call and tell him that Grandma was with her! Lucia heard the reproach in the man's tone.

Her grip on the phone tightened a bit as she frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Why should I call you? It's your responsibility to watch over Grandma, isn't it?"

Her questions caught him off guard and August actually found himself speechless.

Anger flickered in his cold eyes as he said in a cold voice, "I'm coming over now."

After that, he directly hung up the phone.

Lucia looked at the interface showing that he had hung up on her.

She was both angry and annoyed.

He had the impudence to blame her when he was responsible for it.

What the hell? Putting away his phone, August ordered with a cold face, "Drive faster."

Burton immediately said yes.

He gingerly raised his eyes and glanced at August in the rearview mirror, feeling nervous.

He rarely saw August so angry and couldn't tell if the man was angry with the old lady or with Lucia.

The car ran at high speed down the road and finally arrived at the entrance of Lucia's neighborhood.

August got out of the car and rushed to Lucia's home.

He suppressed the anger in his heart as he raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Click."

The door opened and Lucia was there.

She saw the man standing outside in a steelgray suit, which looked distinctive with his upright figure.

a perfectly handsome face that was impeccable, except for the fact that it was

Lucia frowned.

want to fix her eyes on him and subconsciously

grabbed and she was pulled back around directly by

each other all of

almost fell into his arms, but she managed to

Her heart was pounding.

her teeth and

"What...

are you doing?"

August frowned.

me? Do you know how

questions sounded a

felt her heart fluttering uncontrollably as she met the man's bright, deep

her face

any obligation to

what the woman was like, August frowned and said in a deeper voice, "What if I

"How dare you!"

weren't from Lucia, but

towards where the voice came from practically at the same time and saw Grandma walking towards them

a bit of anger in her eyes, saying in a deep voice, "Let go of her! August paused and hesitated for a split second

are? You divorced Lucia

not calling you to account now, but why did you hold her hand after the

on the floor with her stick and her

if she didn't call you?

lowered his head as

eyelashes fluttered and his voice

was worried about

Grandma interrupted him angrily.

don't need to

expected Grandma

anger that had been haunting her was

"Don't be

Grandma paused for

her attitude ease up

and said softly, "Help me back to your

that, she turned

"You, come with me."

after the other, Lucia and August followed Grandma

The door was closed.

them standing in front

she nodded

"Sit down."

both sat down in the

them coldly and finally fixed her eyes on

why did you

all, she didn't believe Lucia's claim that the two of them had divorced because

so

a doubt, it couldn't be

August's face slightly darkened.

to have thought it over before he moved his lips and said

"It's my fault.

do