Julia’s eyes widened in realization. "It seems your ’friend’ is a woman—or perhaps your friend has an odd fondness for lip gloss. Or," her voice rose dramatically, "is he a man who swings the other way? Justin, don’t tell you swing the other way too, and that’s why you keep rejecting all the blind dates I set up!" Her tone was full of mock horror. "Am I really not going to have my own great-grandchildren?!"
Justin ran a hand through his hair, frustration building. The start of this day had already been a disasters, and now this?
Noah, standing off to the side, was visibly struggling to keep from laughing. It was rare to see his normally composed, commanding boss so utterly helpless and frazzled.
"Grandma, stop being so dramatic. You know that’s not the case," Justin sighed, walking into his room and unbuttoning his shirt to change into his usual attire.
But, of course, Julia followed him right in. "If it’s not, then what is it?" she pressed.
"Grandma, I’m not a kid anymore. You really shouldn’t be barging into my room when I’m changing," he remarked, tossing his shirt aside and grabbing a fresh one from the wardrobe.
"I’m your grandma, and you’ll always be a child to ," she shot back, but she did turn around, facing her back at him to give him so privacy. "Now, tell what’s really going on."
"Nothing is going on, Grandma," Justin repeated, pulling on his clean shirt and hoping she’d drop the subject.
Julia, of course, wasn’t having it. "Fine, then tell when you’re planning to introduce to my granddaughter—your sister, Natalie."
Justin froze, his words slipping out before he could stop them. "She’s not my sister."
"Brat! How dare you say that?" Julia snapped, whirling back around, her eyes full of outrage.
Justin realized his mistake instantly, but more than that, he realized that deep down, his heart had already rejected the idea of Natalie being his sister. There was sothing in him that simply couldn’t accept it.
But for now, he had to soothe his grandmother.
"She’s not officially a Harper yet, Grandma," he said, trying to backtrack while tucking his shirt into his pants.
"That may be true, but she’s still your sister," Julia insisted stubbornly. "And I want to et her soon."
Justin felt like his ti was truly running bad.
If Julia t Natalie, and called Natalie her grand-daughter, that would be another blunder. He didn’t know how Natalie would react to know it and also, ask him why he didn’t tell her before. His mind was turning into the whirlwind of nurous questions.
To him, everything seed to turn into a ss soon, a kind of ss which would be difficult for him to sort out.
Seeing him lost in thought, Julia raised her eyebrows. "Did you hear ?"
"Yes, I did," Justin replied, snapping out of his daze. He fixed his clothes and turned to face her. "I’ll take you to et her, but you have to promise you won’t tell her she’s your granddaughter. I’ve told you before—she’s already dealing with a lot."
Julia considered this for a mont, then nodded. "Alright, but at least find a way for to et her."
Justin thought for a second. "She’s working on the interiors of my new ho here in the city. During one of her visits, I’ll arrange for you to be there. You can et her as the owner of the house, and we’ll pretend it’s just a coincidence that you showed up at the sa ti." Justin said, and went to her, his gaze carrying a tinge of warning, "Understood, Julia?"
A wide grin spread across her face. "I knew you’d co up with the perfect plan. You’re smart enough to make it happen."
Justin realised, not only Natalie but even his grandma had always been a drama queen. No wonder Natalie and Julia shared blood and thus sa drama qualities.
The realisation made him sigh helplessly to think of his coming future, ’these two won in my life are going to be truly handful for to handle, if they are to be together.’
’Wait, won in my life?’ Justin felt surprised at his own thought, ’Since when have I started counting Natalie as the woman in my life as well?’ but then he concluded, ’Once I bring her back ho as a daughter of Harper family, anyways she would be a part of my life just like Julia?’
"What are you thinking about?" Julia’s voice broke through his internal musings.
"Nothing," he replied smoothly. "Let’s figure out when I can arrange for you to et her."
As they left the room together, Julia added, "I didn’t know she’s an interior designer. I thought she was just into creating perfus?"
Justin guided her to sit on the sofa before settling down next to her. Opening his laptop, he continued, "She’s not just any interior designer—she’s incredibly talented." His tone carried an unexpected hint of pride as he spoke about Natalie.
He turned the laptop toward Julia, showing her the information he had pulled up.
"What? She’s Carlie? The famous designer everyone’s talking about?" Julia exclaid, her eyes widening as she read about the mysterious designer known only as Carlie.
"Yes, Grandma," Justin confird. "I didn’t know it either when I first hired her. I only found out recently."
"Good, Good, that ans just as I said, she is capable just like her mother."
This ti, Justin couldn’t deny Julia’s claim and simply humd in agreent, a rare mont of surrender to his grandmother’s judgnt.
He then turned to Noah. "Tell John to inform imdiately whenever Natalie is scheduled to visit my ho."
"Yes, Mister Harper," Noah responded with a nod.
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anwhile, Natalie was going to face trouble and annoyance that lay in her way.
After taking her grandpa back to the hospital, she headed towards the office of her newly acquired company.
"I am sure that old woman must have instructed them to act against . Let’s see who that old hag’s dog is and who I can turn into my own pet."
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