Albert Park didn't even look at his grandfather; his stride was arrogant and hurried.
"Stop!"
Before they had even left the courtyard, the old man's voice rang out.
"I have not given my verdict, and you're already leaving?"
Albert Park paused immediately, his voice still cold and arrogant, "Grandfather, you should know I, your grandson, have never liked to rely on others. That I would come and ask you for something denotes the gravity of the matter. If you cannot agree, just say so. This won't be the first time I have endured rejection."
The old man seemed to sigh deeply.
"Wrongdoings… oh the wrongdoings!" He spoke with a lingering voice, full of sorrow and regret.
Then, Victoria heard him say tiredly, "You two, please sit down again."
Upon hearing that the situation could still be salvaged, Victoria immediately wished to return to her seat, while Albert Park seemed a bit hesitant.
Victoria met his gaze with a questioning look. He paused for a moment, then finally nodded.
