Mr. CEO, You Look Strangely Familiar

Mr. Grant sat there, simply watching, not saying a word.

Nora Ainsworth also slowly stood up. ”Let her go? That depends on whether my sons and I agree!”

Mrs. Grant was furious. ”Nora Ainsworth, don’t push your luck! I still haven’t approved your marriage to my son.”

”Whether you approve or not is irrelevant, because I’m not marrying you. Mother-in-law, you really shouldn’t worry yourself over it.”

Mrs. Grant was livid. She felt that she and Nora Ainsworth were naturally incompatible.

She stepped forward to grab Quentin Grant, but he shook her off. ”Catherine Callahan, you’ve repeatedly taken advantage of my guilt toward you and refused to change your ways. I will do everything in my power to contact my godparents and have a DNA test done with you. If you are their daughter, then get the hell out. If you’re not... I imagine your life will be worse than death.”

Quentin Grant crouched down and looked at her now-distorted face. His eyes glinted with a sinister light. ”If I can’t even protect my own woman and children, then I don’t deserve to be with them. Wouldn’t you agree?”

She struggled to speak. ”Quentin, I’ll never do it again... You... let me go...”

”I don’t believe you.” He moved his foot away and shouted toward the door, ”Someone!”

A dozen or so Men in Black swarmed in.

Quentin Grant gave a cool command, ”Lock her up. Your lives depend on keeping her here. If she escapes, then don’t bother coming back to me alive. Drag her away!”

The Men in Black immediately dragged Catherine Callahan away.

Mrs. Grant was like an ant on a hot griddle. ”Quentin, do you have to go this far? The children are fine, aren’t they?”

”If something had happened, I would never have forgiven myself. This is a necessary precaution. For a vile woman like her with no morals, admitting her mistakes and changing her ways is something other people do, not her. Mom, the only reason I still call you ’Mom’ is because I want our family to live in harmony. So, you should stop abusing your status as my mother to say things that are beneath you.”

Mrs. Grant was heartbroken. ”Quentin, if you treat her like this, how am I supposed to face your godparents when I see them?”

”Face them however you must. Don’t use good intentions to shield malice; it’s impossible to cover it up.” Quentin Grant sat back down at the dining table. ”Now we can finally have a quiet and peaceful meal.”

Mrs. Grant pressed a hand to her forehead, her body swaying. ”When are you going to let her out?”

”I’ll let her out when my godparents return. This matter is not up for discussion.”

Dylan Grant gave Quentin Grant a thumbs-up. ”Daddy, that was so beautifully ruthless! You’re a true role model for us. We love you.”

Elmer Grant clapped. ”Daddy, we’re proud to have a father like you.”

Quentin Grant and Nora Ainsworth looked at each other, their eyes twinkling with a shared understanding.

Mr. Grant spoke up. ”Let’s eat. The children haven’t been back for a few days. Tell Grandpa, did you miss me?”

”Of course we did!” the two treasures answered in perfect unison.

”Then tell Grandpa, how much did you miss me?”

Dylan Grant’s answer was simple. ”We missed every part of you.”

Elmer Grant held out his two little hands. ”My heart missed you, my head missed you, my eyes missed you, my mouth missed you, my nose missed you, my ears missed you! Every single part of me missed Grandpa. Grandpa, when you get old, my brother and I will take good care of you.”

This delighted Mr. Grant, who was bursting with joy. He shot a glance at Quentin Grant. ”Your old man never said anything like that to me. I can’t count on that little brat, so all my hopes are on you two.”

Quentin Grant gave a dry cough. ”Dad, if you can’t count on your son, you’ll have to count on your grandsons.”

”That was precisely my intention.”

Mrs. Grant sat down, suppressing her anger. She looked at Nora Ainsworth and said icily, ”From now on, let me raise the two children. I doubt they’ll turn out well if you’re the one raising them.”

Nora Ainsworth politely refused. ”No, thank you. Mother-in-law, you’re getting older, your memory is failing, and your eyesight isn’t what it used to be. These two are quite a handful, and I wouldn’t want to trouble anyone.”

Quentin Grant agreed. ”It’s better if Nora raises them.”

”I have nothing to do these days, and isn’t Nora busy filming a TV series soon? She’ll be very busy, so I should take care of them...” Before she could finish, Dylan Grant put his chopsticks on the table and climbed down from his chair.

Nora Ainsworth quickly asked, ”Dylan, where are you going?”

”Mommy, I have to go take a dump.”

Mrs. Grant’s expression changed instantly. ”See? I told you your parenting is terrible. At the dinner table, look at him! He has no manners at all. So... he can’t even speak in a civilized way...”

Dylan Grant’s little face was taut. ”Grandma, I need to go feed your toilet. May I?”

”...”

Seeing Mrs. Grant petrified, Dylan Grant walked to the restroom with a nonchalant swagger, his expression unchanged.

When Mrs. Grant came to her senses, she had lost all appetite.

She stood up and stomped upstairs in a fury.

Jean Grant snickered. ”He drove Mom crazy.”

Quentin Grant, however, was calm. ”She was already crazy. This doesn’t make a difference.”

Dorothy Ellsworth had been extremely frustrated for the past few days.

She would be at her desk doing homework with her mommy helping her, but after a little while, her daddy would call her mommy away.

And she wouldn’t come back.

This wasn’t the first time!

She would knock on her daddy and mommy’s bedroom door, but it never opened. They always told her to go back to her own room and sleep by herself.

Dorothy Ellsworth felt neglected. She really wanted to know what her daddy and mommy were doing in their room.

So tonight, right after dinner, she said to Chloe Marshall, ”Mommy, I’m sleepy. I’m going upstairs to bed now. Don’t disturb me. I’ve finished my homework.”

Chloe Marshall was surprised by how well-behaved she was today and smiled. ”Alright then, you go on up to bed. Mommy won’t disturb you.”

Dorothy Ellsworth quickly ran upstairs and tiptoed into her daddy and mommy’s bedroom.

She thought long and hard about the best place to hide. In the end, she decided that the most dangerous place was the safest place. So, on their big bed, she hid her shoes and curled her little body up in the blankets. Lying there, she was completely hidden from sight.

She waited quietly for half an hour.

She heard her daddy and mommy’s voices at the door. Dorothy Ellsworth clutched the blanket tightly.

”Chloe, I’ve realized that ever since I got together with you, I want you every single day. I can’t go a single day without you.”

”You didn’t eat any of the nourishing soup our mom sent over today. You have to finish it tomorrow.”

He hugged her. ”I have a small stomach, I can’t finish it. Right now, I only want to eat you.”

The two of them exchanged a few more words, then seemed to melt into each other, kissing inseparably.

Dorothy secretly pulled the blanket down a bit. She witnessed the entire process of her daddy and mommy going from kissing to tumbling on the bed. Her little face was bright red. Finally, she saw her mommy looking like she was in extreme pain, her brow furrowed, occasionally crying out things like, ”Ah~ Help me~ I can’t take it anymore~”

Dorothy Ellsworth couldn’t bear to watch any longer!

Daddy said he wanted to eat Mommy! Didn’t he see that Mommy was already screaming that she couldn’t take it, that she was about to die? And Daddy still wouldn’t let her go! Daddy was just too horrible!