I smiled slightly. "I'm fine with anything. I’m not picky.”
"I'll get you a glass of watermelon juice too, then."
"Sure. Thank you, Mr. Collins."
At this moment, the sound of a car engine sounded from outside the door. Shannon swallowed the food in her mouth and looked at Mr. Collins, asking, "Did you invite guests over, Grandpa?"
"I didn't.” Oscar was equally confused. "It's just me. No one would come over to see me at night."
The butler walked in and said, "Sir, a man called Mr. Grant is here to visit you."
"Mr. Grant?" Shannon clicked her tongue and asked me, "Not Theo, surely?"
"Probably not. He was in a meeting when he spoke to me on the phone earlier. He's probably busy doing something else right now."
Even if he was not busy, he probably would not have time to come over either.
Zedd and Cindy were here, so he would have to bring them around.
Oscar smiled. "It must be Theo."
He looked at the butler. "Go and invite him inside."
The butler nodded his head. "Okay."
After he went out, he quickly came back with another man behind him. It was none other than Theo Grant.
Shannon burst out laughing. "Are you afraid that I'd sell off your wife, Mr. Grant?
Why are you here even though I'm with her? Don’t you think you’re monitoring her too strictly?"
Theo first greeted Oscar first, then looked at Shannon and said, "Wanda has difficulties sleeping. She tends to suffer from insomnia in an unfamiliar environment at night. I'm worried about her.”
Oscar sank deep into thought after hearing what he said.
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