Grandpa Kale sat in the main hall’s armchair. His energy wasn’t good, yet he still pushed himself upright. When he saw me walk in, he nodded.
He looked toward the doorway and couldn’t help sighing.
“Where’s that brat? On a day like this, he still refuses to show up.”
Clearly, he wasn’t unaware of Zion’s recent behavior.
I only gave a faint smile and didn’t reply.
Soon after, there was movement at the entrance.
Zion walked in with Maeve trailing right behind him.
In that instant, the air in the hall froze on the spot.
Grandpa Kale’s expression turned dark right away. His cane struck the ground with a heavy hit.
“You still dare bring some shameless girl here?!”
The next moment, the cane was already swinging down.
“You brat!”
Zion stumbled back a step, his face tight, but he didn’t fight back. And Maeve suddenly rushed forward.
She lifted her arms, blocking in front of Zion, tears spilling right away.
“Grandpa, don’t hit Brother Zion…”
“It’s all because of me.”
“It’s because I’m not good enough, because I’m pregnant with Zion’s baby, that he brought me back.”
“I understand I come from nothing, that I don’t deserve to stand in a place like this…”