Chapter 440 She Would Be Furious Too

Elspeth wasn't bothered by the episode that happened just now. Subsequently, she followed Frank to Michael's backyard.

Contrary to her expectation, Michael's backyard was not as magnificent as she imagined. In fact, it was fairly simple.

This was also the first time she had visited this place, but she had a feeling of déjà vu.

Right! Helena's house seemed to have similar furnishing.

After taking a few more steps into the yard, she noticed how luscious the trees that almost blocked the path they were walking on were.

Frank pointed to a room near the wall. "That is Grandpa's room. When you enter later, knock on the door three times."

Elspeth nodded. Maybe this was another rule set by Michael.

"I won't go in with you. You're on your own."

Frank was trying to avoid the situation this time.

Seeing how impatient he looked, Elspeth was slightly surprised. "Why aren't you going in?"

"If I go in with you, he's definitely going to nag at me. Besides, I don't think he wants to see me now."

He's right. Elspeth pondered for a moment and decided not to force him to come with her.

When she knocked thrice on the carved wooden door, a furious voice sounded.

"I said I don't want to see anyone today! Get out!"

Hearing how furiously energetic he sounded, she figured that there was no major issue with him.

"I'm Elspeth."

As soon as she blurted those words, the old man went silent.

a manly and stern voice

wanted

bed while leaning against the wall. He was also visibly more haggard than

Old Mr. Jones." Elspeth walked up to him and greeted

still aren't willing to call me Grandpa?" At the mention of his late daughter, Michael knitted his brows with a sorrowful expression.

are two different things."

not in a good

fit her character at all.

here then?"

her visit was most likely to ask

told me to come. He said you might want to have a

come. He said you might want to have a chat with

best." Michael presented a rare smile on his face.

like to tell me?"

room and picked a chair to take a seat.

don't you

seasoned old man. Thus, he wasn't willing to tell her everything.

him so that he could make a deal

was even more meticulous

past events now that my mother is gone. Just say what you want to say. Otherwise,

the apple on the table and took a bite. The apple was crunchy and tasted sweet, as expected

you."

a brow and offered him an unfathomable smile. "I thought you knew me well."

Let me tell you about your mother."

all ears." Her ears twitched in

that, she listened to his hour-long narration of

her mother's story before, she was still

Princess of Blaydal as her gorgeous appearance alone attracted many men and

was the daughter of the Joneson Family in Blaydal. Her family

then, her mother was attracted to her father, a poor man, among the exceptional men from wealthy families.

who couldn't even afford to

the mention of her father, she silently broke into a cold sweat on

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