Lily Shaw observed Old Master Grant's much-improved rosy complexion with delight and gave a toothy smile. "Grandpa, we didn't do much; we just stripped you of your powers."
She anticipated that Old Master Grant might blow up in anger, so she quickly leaned in, ready to pat his back and help him breathe smoothly.
Old Master Grant looked at her cautiously leaning in. If it had been Aiden Grant or Connor Grant standing before him, he would have surely erupted. But neither of those little rascals was present.
He could not bring himself to scold his granddaughter-in-law for fear of accidentally frightening the young girl. He sighed helplessly, "Why did you all go ahead without saying a word? Being the Family Head of The Grant Family is not that easy. Send me back to the old estate. I must oversee things personally."
"Grandpa, you're not angry?" Lily Shaw looked somewhat puzzled at the old man's calm yet slightly helpless expression. She had braced herself for a scolding.
