My Destined Lover

“Well.” Old Mr. Taylor shifted his legs slightly, clearly uncomfortable with Lily’s closeness, “Your mother just told me that Laura bullies her classmates at school?”

“Yes! My sister is just too ignorant this time!”

Lily sighed and began to ramble on about the events of the day. Omitting some details and making up some lies, as expected, old Mr. Taylor’s face turned gloomy. She pretended to look sad and said, “Grandpa, what can we do now? It is afraid that she will be expelled from school in a short time…”

Old Mr. Taylor’s face turned pale, “I’ll go to call the school.”

With that, he got up and walked to the corner to make a phone call.

At that moment, Mrs. Taylor and Laura behind him looked at each other. “Lily, are you sure that Laura is really going to be expelled by the school?”

“Of course! The school has made it clear that such cases are punishable by dismissal. It is impossible to change the rules easily unless she is very powerful.”

Mrs. Taylor was completely relieved – What kind of power does Laura have? I’m afraid that Old Mr. Taylor can’t be changed the punishment.

After the conversation, old Mr. Taylor pleasantly hung up the phone, “Excuse me, I just came to ask about the situation. I am relieved to know that my granddaughter is okay.”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Only as soon as the screen went off, did the smile on his face instantly disappear.

“You …” He turned his head to look at them.

“Dad? What are you doing here?” Mr. Taylor, who suddenly appeared, interrupted him with a surprised look.

He took off his coat and handed it to the servant. He had the intention to ease the atmosphere, but old Mr. Taylor simply do not answer his words. As soon as he saw Mr. Taylor, he immediately put pent-up anger on him.

He said, “What’s going on? I just called the school, Laura had the problem at school. How come none of you are taking care of it? What, all members of the Taylor’s are dead, except for me, an old man?

Mr. Taylor was stunned and curbed his smile, “Dad…” – Here we go again. Why did his dad have to be angry with him every day because of Laura? Aren’t they father and son?

Old Mr. Taylor gave a heavy cold snort, “Don’t call me Dad!”

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Mrs. Taylor was busy easing, “Why make such a scene? You can sit down and talk slowly. There’s no point in fighting each other.”

Old Mr. Taylor glanced at Mr. Taylor, and coldly snorted, “If you really consider me as your father, then you should be fair! What kind of father would favor the daughter and ignore another? When Laura comes back, you need to apologize to her!”

Mr. Taylor pulled his tie and showed hesitation, “Dad…”

As if recognizing Mr. Taylor’s disapproval, Old Mr. Taylor said more forcefully, “That’s it. When we eat dinner, you must apologize to Laura!”