"You're my grandson. I won't just let anyone get the inheritance except for you and me. And about Monica, whether you agree or or not, this engagement must go on."
Thinking back to his heart-wrenching daughter, Jarold became even more resolute in his inner thoughts.
He couldn't afford to lose his loved ones anymore.
Sure enough, when he heard such a tough tone, Maddox instantly frowned. "Grandpa, don't push me."
Jarold rose to his feet and gave a loud snort.
"Push you? I think you're the one pushing me instead. Monica is an excellent girl. You may not like her now, but you will in the future."
After speaking, Jarold didn't care what he was going to say. He placed his hands behind his back and continued, "I've already made up my mind on this matter. No matter what your thoughts are, you can't change my mind."
After that, he went upstairs immediately. Maddox stood at the same spot for a while. Just now, he had almost told him about Minerva. But after thinking about it, he felt that the timing was not appropriate.
For now, Jarold was determined to have him engaged to Monica. If he were to say that he had a lover at this moment, wouldn't that make things difficult for Minerva?
Thinking of this, Maddox's face darkened.
However, when Master Collins went upstairs to his study, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something wasn't right. Logically speaking, although Maddox had his own opinions, he shouldn't be so resistant to him.
Furthermore, Monica had always come to visit him and take care of him. Even if he didn't like her, he should have a teeny bit feelings for her. Thinking back to before that he had people erasing the evidence, Jarold felt a little uneasy.
Could it be that Maddox was aware of these things and was unwilling to accept his arrangements?
But it didn't seem like it as well.
No, that's not right!
Jarold suddenly thought of something very important.
In the past, Maddox always returned home early because he refused a lot of entertainment, unlike Geoffrey. But recently, he started wandering outside for a long time and did not come back for dinner for several nights. Once, he even came back at midnight.
As he thought of this, the expression on Jarold's face turned grave.
He took out his cell phone and called Geoffrey.
At this time, Geoffrey was drinking with his buddies and were surrounded by sexy beauties. His mobile phone was vibrating in his pocket. At first, he didn't pay attention to it, but the lady next to him helped him took a look at the phone screen.
When he saw the caller ID, Geoffrey's casual expression immediately became serious. He loosened his hands on the lady's waist and took the phone.
"I'm going out to answer this."
The two women saw that he was referring to Master Collins. Naturally, they didn't say anything as they watched him run out of the booth with his phone in hand.
George ran to a very quiet place before answering the phone. He moved very carefully, for fear the caller would hear something.
"Master Collins?"
After answering the phone, George called out carefully.
"Mm." Jarold responded heavily from the other side. His voice sounded quite severe.
This stunned George for a moment, and then he thought quickly in his mind. Master Collins wouldn't call him out of the blue. After all, there was nothing to talk between the two.
The only reason he would call him would be only because of Sebastian, and there was no other reason.
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