Chapter Four
Grandfather, really…
What's the point of waiting for someone who got drunk?
What if she didn't get up until noon? Wouldn't he end up skipping breakfast?
Sofia Hamilton hurriedly got up and with the quickest speed, changed into new clothes and rushed downstairs.
As expected, Grandfather was sitting at the dining table waiting for her.
Breakfast was already set on the table, but it hadn't been touched.
Grandfather was sitting there, flipping through the newspaper.
With reading glasses on his face and squinting at the newspaper, he looked extremely affectionate.
Sofia approached with an apologetic face, "Grandfather, I'm sorry, I think I got up too late."
There was no stern look on Old Master Zhuo's face; instead, he smiled gently, "Don't young people love to sleep in? I'm not angry."
"Then why were you waiting for me…"
"It's not interesting just by myself, so I waited for you. Let's have breakfast together."
"What about Clarita? Did he go to the company?"
