"Are you jerking me around?"
Stuart was pissed off.
The old Greg took a brilliant move.
He forced Stuart to a corner.
Eddie loved this old man. If he really did something to this old man, Eddie would definitely be sad.
The old Greg knew about this. He forced a bitter smile, "she is my granddaughter. I couldn't stand asides seeing her suffering."
Clyde sneered, "Do you still remember Eddie is also your granddaughter?"
She was now lying in there, bleeding. Who caused all this? It's your lovely granddaughter!"
The atmosphere almost froze at the moment. No one dares to talk again as they look at Stuart wearing a gloomy face.
Stuart started talking, "I would make her pay for what she's done today."
It has been kind enough of him not to tell them about last night.
The old Greg sighed. He's been a frank and forthright man in all his life. He didn't expect he had to forfeit his integrity for his granddaughter—what a shame.
But what else could he do?
