"Hmm..." Tara Summer raised her eyes to look at him, shook her head, and a bitter smile hung on her lips, "Brother George, do you not know how stubborn our Grandpa is? His patriarchal mindset is deeply rooted. Even if he knew about that incident, I don't think there would be much change! The Summer Family will always be yours, and all Grandpa needs is a male heir..."
George Summer's arm stiffened slightly. He understood the helplessness in her words. Tara was correct; she understood the situation better than anyone else.
If Grandpa had changed his traditional mindset about preferring boys to girls, he wouldn't be standing here today. He would probably still be in some orphanage, without the surname of "Summer" and wouldn't have met her!
Shouldn't he thank God for this? He didn't covet wealth, all that comforted and delighted him was meeting Tara.
