The old man wouldn't give up easily.
"If you can't get through, you just stop trying? Don't you know you should go to her workplace to pick her up?"
"Ahem—my wife is still in school!"
Fredy wisely reminded from behind the old man, earning a roll of the eyes from Albert Wilson. Was he his butler or just a lackey for the old man?
The old man then changed his approach.
"If you can't get through, can't you just go to her school and pick her up?"
Albert Wilson nearly choked with anger. He was already feeling inexplicably annoyed today, and now the old man was pressing him. He couldn't hold back his rage any longer.
"Old man, can you just drop it? I married her just to humiliate the Lancaster family—why do we have to act like a real husband and wife?"
"You brat! You, you…"
The old man's short temper couldn't tolerate such loud defiance. He exploded in anger, jumping up from his chair and searching for something to throw at him.
