"What are you staring at me like that for, boy? What, are you going to break with your grandfather for that girl?" Ian Douglas, feeling uneasy under such a cold and unfamiliar gaze for a few seconds, squints his thin eyes and tightens his lips, asking coldly.
Matthew Saxon chuckles, glancing at him a few more seconds before pulling back his gaze.
He curled his lips and said calmly, "Since grandfather refuses to help, I have no choice but to seek other means. I shouldn't have come this time. I asked the wrong person and disturbed you, Grandfather."
"I hope you take care of yourself, Grandfather. I won't take up your time any longer."
After speaking, he no longer appeals to Ian Douglas, and actually turns to leave.
This time, Ian Douglas becomes unsure, starting to panic.
"Stop, you little rascal, where do you think you're going?" Ian Douglas is so furious he blows his beard and glares.
