Soon, the housekeeper called the bodyguards and "threw" the sobbing Alexander Lewis out.
After the housekeeper took care of everything and returned, he saw the old master standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his figure lonely and desolate.
"Old Master..."
The housekeeper called hesitantly, knowing he might be scolded, but the doctor had said that at the old master's age, it was not suitable for him to be immersed in sad emotions.
The old master turned his head and sighed at him.
"With so many children, only Roy's family is somewhat worry-free..."
The housekeeper wasn't sure how to console, "Old Master, let the young people handle their own affairs. Once Roy can show his face, the younger generation like Alexander will naturally calm down."
The old master shook his head, but the housekeeper didn't understand what he meant.
Then he heard him say,
"Prepare the car. I'm going to Roy's house to see the three children!"
Those three little darlings never disappointed him.
