NovelOnlineAfter the Edwards family fell from grace, few people cto visit. The only visitors were Layne's old friends who always walked or rode bicycles when they cto Layne's place. The courtyard was so precious that even a single brick on the ground could be an antique, and breaking it would be heartbreaking.
"I'll go see who it is," Layne put down her teacup and headed towards the door.
"I'll go change my clothes," she said as she was wearing a pink pajama set that would be inappropriate for receiving guests.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe gate opened, but as soon as Layne saw who it was, his face darkened. He quickly prepared to close the door. "Layne, wait!" A hand suddenly pressed against the door panel and a man in a black coat squeezed in.
He stood before him.
It'd been over twenty years, and he had aged a lot with silver hair covering his head.
"Adrian, you didn't die overseas. What are you doing in my rundown courtyard?" Grandfather, who was always gentle and kind to people, surprisingly showed such hatred towards the visitor and even said such words. Cheyenne was buttoning up her jacket when she heard the commotion outside. Her room was on the left side of the courtyard.
Through the door, she could hear everything clearly. Was Grandfather really angry? She had to go out and see for herself.
She quickly finished getting dressed, tying her long hair back with a pearl clip from her desk.
Despite Layne's sarcastic remarks, Adrian remained calm with a smile that accentuated his wrinkled face as he replied softly, "After all these years, you still have a short temper." "What brings you here?" Adrian brushed off sdust from his clothes before stepping into the courtyard with his polished shoes. Looking at this unchanged little yard made him feel emotional as he said, "I never thought that after more than twenty years have passed, it would still be exactly like this." I remember when you wanted to eat apples and climbed onto the root to pick them. You accidentally tell down, and Uncle cut down the apple tree, he continued "Actually, the fruit from that tree was really sweet." His words brought Layne back to his childhood memories in an instant.
Now he was already seventy years old.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAdrian was only five years younger than him and should be sixty-five this year, "Okay, I don't want to hear your nonsense. I believe even the ancestors of the Edwards family wouldn't welcyou. So just leave, Layne replied sharply. Cheyenne cout just in tto hear her grandfather's words.
What did he mean? Did Granduncle commit a big mistake before? Why does Grandpa hate him so much and say that even the ancestors of the Edwards family wouldn't welchim? Adrian had cwith a purpose, so he couldn't be easily dismissed with just a few words from Layne.
He stood at the door stubbornly and looked at Layne intently.
"Layne, I've really caround these past few years while living abroad. I ΟΠ was wrong; my youthful arrogance hurt you all!" Adrian said apologetically, "What do you wantto do for you to forgive me?"
Cheyenne walked over and carefully tugged on her grandfather's sleeve. She whispered, "Grandpa, it's him. The one who gavethe Rejuvenated Herb for free at the auction last time.”
Layne also knew about this incident.
He had prepared twenty million dollars for Cheyenne to go and get the herb, but then Adrian gave it to her for free. Adrian smiled at his e m bright and beautiful grandniece in front of him. "Cheyenne, can you speak up for me? Your grandfather really misunderstood me." Granduncle, I don't know what happened between you two. Why don't you tellwhat's going on?" Cheyenne was very skilled at playing along. drian was speechless at her question.
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