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Triplets on Secret Mission

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Chapter 628

The Andersons could have a comfortable life now mainly because of this old friend of Mr.

Anderson Sr.

Even now, Mr. Anderson Sr. occasionally thought about the times from years ago.

During those harsh days, he had to work hard for his life and could not sleep well every night.

Back then, Mr. Anderson Sr. was courageous and stubborn but also lonely and passionate.

Fortunately, fate did not turn against Mr. Anderson Sr. He had managed to create a legacy for

himself.

Nowadays, everyone was afraid of Mr. Anderson Sr. To the people of Northfolk, they only knew

that the Andersons' influence was massive.

In fact, no one knew that Mr. Anderson Sr. had suffered unimaginable hardships for many years

before he could be where he is now.

The more a person fought for his life, the more Heaven dared not to look down on that person.

In the housekeeper's eyes, Mr. Anderson Sr. was precisely that person. He was hard-working and

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ruthless. He was ruthless to others and even more to

himself simultaneously.

That was probably why Mr. Anderson Sr. favored his grandson, Sean.

In the housekeeper's eyes, Sean was not someone that could be easily swayed.

"So tell me, why aren't you in your bed?" the housekeeper asked.

The two of them were retirees now. They spent their day watching flowers, having tea, playing chess, and having a

chat. They had a peaceful life.

In reality, Mr. Anderson Sr. still asked the housekeeper to keep an eye on his family and the company.

After taking care of the business for so many years, they were not at ease when they suddenly put all the burden

on Sean.

However, many things were turned a blind eye, and Mr. Anderson Sr. would only appear when necessary.

For example, the incident with Michael last time.

"I'm fine. I just feel a little uneasy," said Mr. Anderson Sr. He leaned on the soft couch with a puzzled look. He then

asked, "Is everything okay recently?"

"Everything’s fine. You don't need to worry about it too much. With your cunning grandson around, I'm afraid no

one could cause a wave to ripple even if someone wants to overthrow his place. They will be dealt with no traces to

be found." The housekeeper comforted Mr. Anderson Sr.

When Mr. Anderson Sr. heard about his favorite grandson, he could not help but feel happy. He smiled and said,

"You're right. After all, I brought up Sean myself, and I knew everything about him!"

Seeing Mr. Anderson Sr.'s proud face, the housekeeper glanced at him and said, "Then, you can rest assured. The

weather has probably been bad recently, which has put you in a bad mood."

The housekeeper got up and was about to leave. He said, "I'll ask someone to make a soothing tea for you.

Remember to drink it later, and don't go water your flowers again."

Mr. Anderson Sr. let out a sigh. He widened his eyes and watched the housekeeper leave the room. He said, "You

only remember to tell me this! I was just trying to save those dying flowers when I saw them earlier!"

The housekeeper did not bother to say anything. He opened the door and left the room. He heard a sentence from

the room when he was closing the door.

"That old man, his memories were excellent when he was young, but how did he still have excellent memories even

when he was older?"

After Mr. Anderson Sr. finished muttering, he did not stop complaining in his heart.

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'Luckily, I kept him by my side back then, otherwise, who knows how many things about him will

be spread around...’

The next day.

The housekeeper was eating breakfast with Mr. Anderson Sr. when he was suddenly called away

and returned after a while.

"What is it?"

Mr. Anderson Sr. asked while wiping his mouth, looking leisurely.

The housekeeper glanced at the food on the table. He then turned around and instructed the

servant, "Keep the food."

Then, the housekeeper said to Mr. Anderson Sr, "I’ll help you go upstairs.”

Mr. Anderson Sr.'s eyebrows twitched, and his eyelids were raised. He nodded and stood up.

"What's wrong? Why do we have to talk about it in my study?" Mr. Anderson sat on the chair. His

expression was natural as if his expression would hardly change no matter what happened.

"I received news from abroad saying that your grandson, Todd, is in trouble," said the

housekeeper.