Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 470 - Grandfather youre not allowed to scold

Chapter 470: Chapter 470: Grandfather, you’re not allowed to scold him

Chapter 470 -470: Grandfather, you’re not allowed to scold him

Abigail felt all the eyes from upstairs and downstairs after she shouted, realizing she had been too agitated.

She let out an awkward cough and then heard Brandon Piers speak, “Pullan, go to the security office and bring Old Mr. Smith here.”

“Old Mr. Smith?” Pullan was puzzled. Why would Old Mr. Smith be at the security office? But the next moment, he remembered the report from security earlier. The man had cursed them out, and his temper was foul. This must be Old Mr. Smith. “I’ll go get him right away.”

“I’ll go myself,” Abigail thought. With her grandpa’s temper, Pullan might not be able to handle it.

“I’ll go with you,” Brandon didn’t want his fiancée to be bullied by the old man.

“Okay,” Abigail nodded.

Before, she always thought that feelings should go with the flow. Since she and Brandon were already engaged, marriage would seem like a natural progression.

Deep down, however, Abigail had uncertainties about her feelings for Brandon.

She also had reservations about his reasons for getting engaged and potentially married to her. But after confirming their relationship yesterday, she felt a sudden sense of security. She even wanted to tell him about her rebirth.

Perhaps starting with Grandpa Smith was a good approach.

So when Brandon said he would go with her, Abigail didn’t refuse.

The estate was huge, so they took a dedicated vehicle and drove to the security office.

Even before they approached, they heard Old Mr. Smith’s voice.

“I told you I was just taking a walk. Are you bandits? It’s a law-abiding society; people can’t even stroll around? I’ll come here every day if I want to stroll. What can you bunch of kids do about it?” His voice was exceptionally strong.

“Sorry, sir, but this is private property. You can’t just wander around,” the security captain tried to explain, holding back his temper.

“Private property? This huge place is private property? What proof do you have?” The old man was being unreasonable.

“Sir, considering your age, we’re overlooking this. Now, please leave immediately, or else we…”

“Or else, what? You’re going to sue me? I’m really terrified. What a lousy place, not letting people walk around. Go ahead and sue me for illegally detaining an old man!”

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“You!” The security captain was about to explode.

“Stand down,” Brandon got out of the vehicle and gave a faint command.

Seeing Brandon, the security captain respectfully approached, “Sir, ma’am.”

“Hmph!” Old Mr. Smith grunted upon seeing Brandon and Abigail.

“Sir, we’ll escort this elderly gentleman out,” the security captain hurriedly stepped forward to take away Old Mr. Smith.

“Don’t you dare!” The old man glared at him.

Brandon waved his hand.

The security captain looked cautiously at the old man but saw Abigail approach to support the cranky old man, “Grandpa, why didn’t you inform me you were coming? I could have sent someone to get you.”

“Wouldn’t dare trouble you!” Old Mr. Smith said sourly.

Abigail, “…”

The others were also stunned. This grumpy old man was the esteemed grandfather of the future lady of the house? It was hard to believe.

“Alright, now that you’re here, stop being angry. Have you had dinner?” Abigail shook her head. Grandpa’s temper had been the same for ten years.

“Hmph, I was just taking a walk and got lost,” the old man said proudly.

Brandon sincerely sighed, “Indeed, walking thirty kilometers from the city to here. You’re truly impressive.”

Old Mr. Smith’s face darkened, “I just took a wrong turn. Now I want to go back. Let me go!” He stood up, supporting himself with his cane, looking ready to storm out but his pace was anything but fast.

Abigail glared at Brandon and said, “It’s almost six thirty. This place is far from the city, no buses or subways around, and getting a cab is impossible. How about staying here tonight? I’ll have someone take you back tomorrow.”

“Who would want to stay!” The old man replied furiously but then stopped. He looked towards the security team, “I’ll stay if those guys who called me an old fool apologize.”

The security team, “…”

Is this what they call the guilty one complaining first?

Abigail rubbed her forehead, “Alright, I’ll have them pull some weeds. How about that?”

“That sounds better,” the old man turned back and glared at the security, “Let’s see you bully an old man again!”

The security team, “…” They had underestimated the old man’s connections!

Abigail shook her head, finding him more childish as he aged.

Brandon stood to one side, feeling a complex mix of emotions. If the researchers and experts who revered this cranky old man knew of this, he wondered what they would think.

“Lead the way!” The old man abruptly shouted at Brandon.

Brandon, “…”

The next moment, Abigail quickly moved forward, “Grandpa, don’t you dare shout at him.”

The old man, who had merely said two words, was almost choking with fury, “You… you… no loyalty, siding with an outsider.”

“Grandpa Smith, you’re mistaken. I’m Abigail’s fiancé, her future child’s father. You’re just her friend’s grandpa, whom she acknowledged as a mentor less than a week ago. By proximity, I’m her family,” Brandon precisely explained.

Old Mr. Smith, “…”

Damn!

He had no rebuttal.

Feeling wronged, he raised Abigail with all his effort, but in the end, she chose an outsider over her grandfather. He felt pained and heartbroken.

Abigail thought Grandpa would retort Brandon, but unexpectedly, he quietly lowered his head, trudging ahead with his cane.

This made Abigail feel guilty. Seeing his back, her heart ached, “Grandpa, don’t listen to him. You’re my family too.”

On the way, Abigail had thought of confessing something significant to Brandon. Now, Grandpa’s reaction made her even more determined to discuss it.

“Oh,” the old man replied gloomily.

Brandon looked at the drama unfolding ahead and took a deep breath.

He had thought competing with his future child for affection was frustrating enough. Who would have guessed this would appear—a grandpa just as troublesome.

He didn’t believe that this usually haughty old man suddenly became sentimental. He must be seeking sympathy.

Regardless of Old Mr. Smith’s intentions, Abigail began softening. She approached and supported his arm, “Grandpa, are you here to see Teddy? We can see him soon if we get on the vehicle.”

“Teddy? Who gave such an awful name?” The old man, though delighted, still managed to complain.

“Are you coming or not?” Abigail didn’t want to dwell on Teddy’s name, smiling as she asked.

“Hmph!”

What a proud old man!