"What?" Heinz's temper flared up the moment he heard that. "What do you mean time will tell? We're in love with each other. What does time have to do with us?"
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Heinz continued in a deep voice. "Does it humor you to do that?"
"Grandpa, if you're going to say things that'll infuriate me, don't ask me to have a meal with you," he spat.
The old man had no way to escape Heinz's wrath, so he could only turn his eyes to Grace. Looking at Grace, he asked, "Grace, do you think what I said makes sense?"
"You're right," replied Grace. That was all she could only say as he had asked her directly. "Your words make sense."
"You see," Old Master Carter said, "Even Miss Smith agrees that I make sense."
Heinz was frustrated. He looked at Grace and complained, "Are you an idiot? We're on the same side. The old man is doing this on purpose. Why are you taking his side?"
"Mr. Carter is right," Grace said.
Heinz rolled his eyes. "Grace, you don't have to flatter anyone in this family. It's useless. Do you understand?"
Grace hesitated for a moment. Was she trying to flatter Mr. Carter?
She was just trying to be polite.
On the other hand, Heinz looked very angry.
At that moment, the old man revelled in glee. "Heinz, how can you say that to her? Don't you think she will be embarrassed by what you said?"
"Grandpa, it's all because of you," Heinz snorted softly. "You're the one picking a fight, yet here you are trying to act like a good person?"
"What did I do?" Old Master Carter didn't seem to think too much of it.
Heinz looked at the tea table and said in a low voice, "Is there no tea? You don't even know how to offer a cup of tea to your guest."
"It's on the way," the butler immediately said. "Bring in the food and tea now."
The butler immediately instructed the servants to do it.
The old man was still holding on to Ernest. However, he looked at Little Gary and said, "Kid, come over. Let me take a look at you."
"Just look at Ernest," said Little Gary as he looked at Old Master Carter. "I am afraid of strangers."
"Afraid of strangers?" Old Master Carter burst into laughter. "You don't look like that kind of person."
As they were talking, tea and fruits were served.
"Ernest and Gary, go wash your hands," Grace said, "If you don't wash your hands, you can't eat the fruit, do you understand?"
"Mommy, I don't want to eat yet. I'll wash my hands later," Gary said.
"Aunt Smith, I don't want to eat either," Ernest said.
The butler paused for a moment and said, "Then we'll eat later. I'll bring the young masters to wash their hands."
"Grace, have some tea," Old Master Carter said to Grace.
"Yes, Mr. Carter," Grace said respectfully.
The butler went to prepare dinner.
Although there had been a dispute, things did not get too out of hand. The atmosphere was very lively.
At the gate outside.
While they were in the house, a car stopped at the gate. The car door opened, and a girl with a slim figure got out of the car. She turned around and stooped down to support the old lady who was getting out of the car.
"Grandma, please take your time. Be careful not to bump your head," the girl said.
"Don't worry, Claris." The old lady was dressed in a simple yet elegant outfit. She looked like she was in her sixties, but in fact, she was older than that. The aura she exuded was inexplicable.
She got out of the car and stood at the gate. She was not in a hurry to knock on the gate.
Claris was a little nervous. "Grandma, Grandpa already rejected me this afternoon. Is it appropriate for us to come now?" "Of course," said Mrs. Hudson as she patted her granddaughter's hand, indicating for her not to worry. "I'm here to pay a visit to an old acquaintance. It's only right for me to do so.¹'
Claris nodded.
The old lady turned around to take a look and saw that the driver had already taken the gift out from the trunk.
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