Chapter 240

Not only did they take away someone’s beloved heirloom, but they also planned to leave immediately. No matter how you look at it, it seems like they came here just for the golden abacus.

Her mind was filled with many doubts.

For instance, since Ian Douglas was living on the island, why did Matthew Saxon still choose to stay in a hotel? Wouldn’t staying at his grandfather’s house be a hundred times more comfortable than at a hotel?

And why hadn’t this grandfather and grandson seen each other for two years? Even though on the surface they seemed to compete with each other, it was clear that they had a good relationship.

Upon hearing Matthew Saxon say he was leaving, Ian Douglas finally moved his eyes, filled with resentment and reluctance, away from the golden abacus.

He squinted his eyes, almost identical to Matthew Saxon’s, “You’re leaving now p>

Matthew Saxon nodded, his face showing no hesitation, “Grandfather likes peace and quiet, so Scarlett and I won’t stay to disturb you p>

“Do you still intend to stay in that shabby hotel p>

“When traveling, the requirements don’t need to be too high. A hotel is enough as long as we can stay p>

“So, you’re really not staying then p>

“If Grandfather misses me, he can come and see me, too p>

“Hmph, you heartless little brat, who would miss you? If you want to leave, leave. I won’t stop you, nor will I come to see you p>

“Oh, then Scarlett and I will leave now. Goodbye, Grandfather p>

After having a rather strange conversation, Matthew Saxon really did leave, holding her hand.

As he passed by Ian Douglas, Scarlett Yates couldn’t help but glance at Ian Douglas, only to see a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Strange, truly strange.

This pair of grandfather and grandson looked more and more peculiar.

Ian Douglas was clearly reluctant for Matthew Saxon to leave, yet he allowed him to go without any further attempt to retain him.

Matthew Saxon was strange too.

He preferred staying in a hotel rather than his grandfather’s home. What was the reason for that?

Scarlett Yates was left with a belly full of questions during this meal.

There was complete silence behind them. Unable to contain her curiosity, Scarlett Yates turned her head to look back.

Ian Douglas was still standing in the same place, his face expressionless, his gaze cold and detached, returning to the aloof, proud, and dignified aura that commanded respect that she saw when she first met him.

“Matthew.” Just as they were about to exit the main door, Ian Douglas’s voice came from behind.

From a distance, the words were clear to the ear.

His voice held no discernible emotion, calm and mild, “How long will you continue to blame your father for that matter p>

From the moment Matthew Saxon appeared, Ian Douglas had either called him a brat or an unfilial descendant. Calling out his name so formally instead created a suffocating, heavy atmosphere.

Matthew Saxon’s footsteps paused momentarily with these words, and then he slowly stopped.

“Is Grandfather speaking on his behalf?” His voice was also calm, neither cold nor warm, carrying no discernible emotion.

“This isn’t defending him, but merely stating the facts. So many years have passed, regardless of how much resentment you held, it’s time to let it go. After all, he is your father. There are no enemies between father and son. Don’t forget this point p>

Matthew Saxon curved his lips, but there was no genuine smile in his eyes or on his face, “Yes, that’s right, he is indeed my father. But Grandfather, please don’t forget, there is another person who is always my mother p>

“Little Naomi she There was a trace of anomaly in Ian Douglas’s deep and heavy voice.