Old Master Grant carefully put the Black Sandalwood Beads bracelet away in his hand. He was overjoyed inside, yet on the surface he shot a look of utter disdain at his eldest grandson and granddaughter‑in‑law, furrowing his brows as he urged, "Hurry up and leave, stop being such an eyesore! And remember to treat that girl Yvonne a bit better."
"Yvonne? Yvonne Sutton?" Aiden Grant had originally wanted to bicker a few lines with the tsundere old man, but the moment he heard the name "Yvonne," his pupils shrank slightly, a look of shock flashing across his face.
This was the first time Lily Shaw had ever seen Aiden Grant act so out of character, especially when it was because of a woman. She couldn't help pricking up her ears curiously to listen.
Just who on earth was this Yvonne Sutton? She could actually make the rarely‑in‑contact‑with‑women Aiden Grant look this stunned?
