The atmosphere at the Green Estate was quite eerie at this mont. The servant carefully placed the freshly brewed tea and left as quickly as if they were running.
However, the Green family was so shocked by the news online that they didn’t even notice her.
Bam.
The sound of breaking teacups rang in the living room.
"That brat didn’t even tell us, and he made such a grand public confession."
Mr. Green’s face was as dark as ink, his voice filled with rage.
His little granddaughter hadn’t even returned ho yet was about to beco part of the Sia family. How could he not be angry?
Finally.
Mr. Green turned his anger towards soone silent, "And you, I told you to let go to Bayne City, but you refused. Now I can’t even bring my granddaughter back."
Hearing this.
Caleb Green sheepishly touched his nose, "It wouldn’t have helped if you’d gone then."
On hearing that, Mr. Green’s voice imdiately rose, "Still talking back."
Just as he finished speaking.
Caleb Green made a gesture to zip his lips and beca invisible.
On one side, Benjamin Green saw his brother getting reprimanded and covertly covered his mouth to stifle a laugh.
Hmph, serves him right for bullying all the ti, now Grandpa is teaching him a lesson.
"Dad, when do you think we should go see Olivia?"
Joanna Frost handed over a new cup of tea, her eyes filled with expectation.
She had been hearing tales about her daughter for so long, she really couldn’t wait anymore.
She wanted to bring her daughter ho.
Mr. Green pondered, "Tomorrow, we go to Sia Manor."
The granddaughter was in Bayne City before, and hearing that she had grown to dislike the Green family, they restrained themselves from going to Bayne City. But now that she was in the Capital City, they naturally wanted to bring her back.
Noticing his eager family, Caleb Green rubbed his brow with a slightly helpless tone, "If you go without any notice, with Claire’s personality, it might backfire."
Even Benjamin Green nodded in agreent, "Brother is right, if Grandpa visits suddenly, it will only make sister feel awkward."
Mr. Green smiled knowingly, "Who says I’m going to see my granddaughter? I’m clearly going to play chess with old man Sia."
Having lived most of his life, he understood so things more clearly than the younger generation.
Using the reason of playing chess with old man Sia to et his granddaughter, it wouldn’t be too awkward nor would it make the scene uncomfortable.
Seeing this.
Caleb Green shrugged, with an expression that said whatever makes you happy.
Just hope that things turn out as you imagined.
However, do you even know how to play chess?
...
The next day.
"Clean everything thoroughly."
Early in the morning, voices could be heard from the old Sia Manor.
Servants were constantly cleaning inside and outside, leaving everything spotless.
Mr. Sia looked at everything, nodded with satisfaction, then turned to the person next to him, "Is there anything we’ve missed?"
Robert Harvey helped him to sit down, a smile in his tone, "You’ve overseen everything all morning, how could there be anything missed? I’d say Miss Green probably doesn’t care about these formalities."
Upon hearing this.
Mr. Sia was taken aback for a mont, "I might have overthought it."
Just then.
A booming yet slightly aged voice drifted in.
"What did you overthink? Let hear too."
Following the voice, they saw Mr. Green full of smiles, followed by Caleb Green and Benjamin Green.
"What are you doing here, old Green?" Mr. Sia asked irritably.
"Of course, I’m here to play chess with you."
Upon hearing chess, Mr. Sia was slightly intrigued, but he still looked suspiciously at the visitors.
This guy wasn’t fond of chess at all. What’s up with him today?
"If I rember correctly, you’re not a fan of chess."
The smile froze on Mr. Green’s face, "That was before. Recently, I’ve developed a special interest in chess."
Beside him, Caleb Green’s shoulders trembled, clearly suppressing laughter.
Only Grandpa could co up with such a clumsy excuse; interested in chess, he had never seen him touch a chess piece at ho.
"Changwen, go get the chessboard," Mr. Sia eagerly instructed the butler to fetch the chess pieces, his chess craving evidently piqued.
...
When Julian Sia and Claire Green arrived, they found the two elders, nearly the sa age, quarreling over a chess piece, faces flushed with agitation.
"You old geezer, trying to take back your move again."
"Where did I take back my move? I just hadn’t made up my mind, I didn’t even plan to place it there."
"Pfft, as if I’d believe you. Let put it back."
"I won’t. Co on, old man Sia, can’t you be more generous? Who forces people to place a piece?"
"They all saw you place your piece, and now you won’t admit it."
The two were so focused on their argunt that they didn’t even notice the two extra figures in the living room.
"You’re here."
Caleb Green saw them and smiled helplessly.
He should not have agreed to let Grandpa co. These two old geezers, despite their age, can’t help but bicker when they’re together, over reasons as childish as kindergarten kids.
Hearing the elders’ quarrel, Claire Green and Julian Sia figured out the situation.
They exchanged glances, their understanding unspoken.
It was typical for Grandpa Sia to take back moves in chess, and now he’d t his match.
"Young master, Miss Green has returned," Robert Harvey quietly reminded, seeing them still engrossed in their argunt.
Before the words were fully out.
The two elders, who were at each other’s throats, instantly cald down, as if they hadn’t been arguing at all.
"Olivia, girl, co over," Mr. Sia cast a surreptitious glare at the man opposite, smiling as he beckoned the girl over.
"Grandpa Sia," Claire Green smiled slightly and went over to sit down.
However, the next mont, she was stumped by Mr. Sia’s question.
"You be the judge. This old guy had his piece on the board, then denied it, insisting he hadn’t placed it. What do you think?"
Claire Green: "..."
I have no opinion. If I had to say sothing, it would probably be which kindergarten you two are from.
But under the gaze of the elders, she couldn’t bring herself to say that.
Before she could speak, the other elder wasn’t to be left out either, "Girl, old man Sia also took back his move. I rely mimicked his action."
Looking at Mr. Green, Claire Green already understood his identity; leaving aside her feelings about the Green family, she was a bit stunned by the two elders’ issue.
Her eye corners caught the two spectators in the distance, her crimson lips slowly curved up, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes.
"This kind of issue should be left to Brother and Mr. Green here."
Seeing the girl toss the ball to them, Julian Sia chuckled softly.
"Grandpa, you usually love taking back moves, why are you picking on Mr. Green today?"
Hearing his grandson undermine him, Mr. Sia glared, about to retort, but the tea handed over by the girl quenched the fire in his heart.
Mr. Green looked at the tea in his hand, envy in his eyes, wishing he could also have a cup served by his granddaughter.
Almost as he thought that, a cup of tea was placed in front of him.
Looking up, he saw the girl’s faint gaze, then heard Claire Green’s clear voice, "Have so tea."
Although it was just three words, it was enough to excite Mr. Green.
"Alright, thank you, girl." He spoke while lifting the teacup, and if observed carefully, one would notice his hand trembling slightly.
Seeing this scene, Caleb Green couldn’t help but feel surprised, whispered questions of "Is this considered progress?"
Julian Sia looked gently at the girl, speaking leisurely, "Yes, Claire is getting accustod."
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