The old lady was overwhelmed with emotions, and her whole body shook. She couldn't help herself—her precious grandson was finally back.
"Grandma, I'm back. I'm sorry for making you worry."
"It's good that you're back. Come on in." The old lady quickly picked Donovan Taylor's hands up—this was something Finn Taylor had never experienced.
At the age of seven, Finn Taylor had tried to take her hand into his, but he had been scolded and slapped instead. The old lady even said that trying to hold her hand was no different from trying to drive her to her grave.
She was biased and unreasonable, yet nobody in the Taylor family dared to do anything about it. That was why her grandson—Donovan Taylor—was being pampered now.
There was a world of difference between how the brothers were treated.
"My precious grandson, where have you been? I've missed you so much."
