"Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about that bastard."
Now, whenever Henry Lee mentions Dylan Lee, his mood turns sour. If it wasn't for that bastard, his beloved granddaughter, whom he had been eagerly waiting for, would not have been suddenly taken away.
It was all because of that bastard!
Lyra called out, "Grandpa."
Henry Lee kindly looked at her.
Taking advantage of the time before others arrived, Lyra asked, "I want to know what happened in the past."
Until now, Family Head Lee had only talked about interesting stories related to his grandmother without mentioning whether she was still alive or not.
Lyra wanted to know, even desperately wanted to know.
Henry Lee could also guess what Lyra wanted to ask, so he sighed, both hands leaning on his walking stick, "Have you considered that the result may not be what you expect before you ask?"
Lyra frowned slightly and then shook her head.
