Chapter 240: Chapter 240: No Enemies Between Father and Son
Not only did they take away soone’s beloved heirloom, but they also planned to leave imdiately. No matter how you look at it, it seems like they ca here just for the golden abacus.
Her mind was filled with many doubts.
For instance, since Ian Douglas was living on the island, why did Matthew Saxon still choose to stay in a hotel? Wouldn’t staying at his grandfather’s house be a hundred tis more comfortable than at a hotel?
And why hadn’t this grandfather and grandson seen each other for two years? Even though on the surface they seed to compete with each other, it was clear that they had a good relationship.
Upon hearing Matthew Saxon say he was leaving, Ian Douglas finally moved his eyes, filled with resentnt and reluctance, away from the golden abacus.
He squinted his eyes, almost identical to Matthew Saxon’s, "You’re leaving now?"
Matthew Saxon nodded, his face showing no hesitation, "Grandfather likes peace and quiet, so Scarlett and I won’t stay to disturb you."
"Do you still intend to stay in that shabby hotel?"
"When traveling, the requirents don’t need to be too high. A hotel is enough as long as we can stay."
"So, you’re really not staying then?"
"If Grandfather misses , he can co and see , too."
"Hmph, you heartless little brat, who would miss you? If you want to leave, leave. I won’t stop you, nor will I co to see you."
"Oh, then Scarlett and I will leave now. Goodbye, Grandfather."
After having a rather strange conversation, Matthew Saxon really did leave, holding her hand.
As he passed by Ian Douglas, Scarlett Yates couldn’t help but glance at Ian Douglas, only to see a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
Strange, truly strange.
This pair of grandfather and grandson looked more and more peculiar.
Ian Douglas was clearly reluctant for Matthew Saxon to leave, yet he allowed him to go without any further attempt to retain him.
Matthew Saxon was strange too.
He preferred staying in a hotel rather than his grandfather’s ho. What was the reason for that?
Scarlett Yates was left with a belly full of questions during this al.
There was complete silence behind them. Unable to contain her curiosity, Scarlett Yates turned her head to look back.
Ian Douglas was still standing in the sa place, his face expressionless, his gaze cold and detached, returning to the aloof, proud, and dignified aura that commanded respect that she saw when she first t him.
"Matthew." Just as they were about to exit the main door, Ian Douglas’s voice ca from behind.
From a distance, the words were clear to the ear.
His voice held no discernible emotion, calm and mild, "How long will you continue to bla your father for that matter?"
From the mont Matthew Saxon appeared, Ian Douglas had either called him a brat or an unfilial descendant. Calling out his na so formally instead created a suffocating, heavy atmosphere.
Matthew Saxon’s footsteps paused montarily with these words, and then he slowly stopped.
"Is Grandfather speaking on his behalf?" His voice was also calm, neither cold nor warm, carrying no discernible emotion.
"This isn’t defending him, but rely stating the facts. So many years have passed, regardless of how much resentnt you held, it’s ti to let it go. After all, he is your father. There are no enemies between father and son. Don’t forget this point."
Matthew Saxon curved his lips, but there was no genuine smile in his eyes or on his face, "Yes, that’s right, he is indeed my father. But Grandfather, please don’t forget, there is another person who is always my mother."
"Little Naomi she..." There was a trace of anomaly in Ian Douglas’s deep and heavy voice.
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