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Chapter 1454 I'm His Grandfather
Beryl slept from afternoon to night. When she opened her eyes, it was getting dark outside the window. She
propped herself up and sat up on the bed. Her consciousness was still a little hazy.
She looked around and realized that she was in Marcellus's villa.
She hadn't had such a good sleep for a long time. Now she felt relaxed. She took the phone and looked at the time.
It was half past five. It was not time for him to get off work yet.
Her throat was a little dry. She got up, opened the door, and went downstairs to get a glass of water.
She put on slippers and walked to the living room on the first floor. She looked at the water dispenser in the corner
of the dining room and was trying to figure out which side was warm water. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
She was slightly stunned, and her hand holding the cup stopped. At this time... who was it?
She subconsciously held her breath and carefully walked to the door. She looked out through the peephole on the
door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAn old man in a dark suit was protected by three tall and strong bodyguards. The old man's hair was gray, and he
was holding an excellent mahogany crutch in his hand. At this time, he was standing straight at the gate.
Beryl swallowed her saliva. The unfamiliar face made her a little nervous. She had been to Marcellus's house so
many times, but she had never seen anyone else visit.
It seemed that Marcellus had always lived his own life, unless there was a chef or a cleaner to clean it up.
The person who knew the exact location of Marcellus's house and successfully opened the front gate must have a
close relationship with him.
Could it be his senior?
Thinking of this, she became even more flustered. She looked down at her pajamas. Although it was a long-sleeved
dress, it was a little... frivolous to dress like this to entertain guests.
Just as she was wondering if she should go upstairs and change her clothes, the doorbell rang even louder. It was
not difficult to hear that the people outside were getting impatient.
She didn't have time to make a choice and had to brace herself to open the door.
This old man was over 60 years old and had an oppressive aura. He just stood there and looked at her. Beryl even
had the illusion that she was being tried by a prisoner.
"Hello, are you looking for Marcellus?" Beryl bent down and greeted him very politely.
"I'm not looking for him," Sir. Perkins said softly. His voice was so deep that one couldn't help but want to bend down
a little.
"Then who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for you."
Sir. Perkins was looking for her!
She raised her eyelids in surprise and looked into his old eyes. His imposing manner quickly made her look away.
"Please, please come in!"
Sir. Perkins sized her up indifferently. Seeing that she was wearing pajamas, he did not have much of a reaction; he
looked very calm and indifferent. The powerful aura that he exuded from his bones made it difficult for Beryl to
raise her head.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was too terrifying.
Just sitting there quietly, she could feel his imposing manner, which was completely different from that of an
ordinary old man.
"I, I'll make some coffee for you..." As she spoke, she turned around and went to the kitchen.
Sir. Perkins interrupted her. "There's no need. Do you know who I am?"
Beryl nodded, then shook her head. "You're Marcellus's elder?"
"I'm his grandfather."
Ah... So, it was Grandpa.
She placed her hands on her knees cautiously. Her entire body seemed exceptionally tense. However, despite her
nervousness, her thoughts were still running wild. "What can I do for you?"
Sir. Perkins looked at the girl sitting opposite him. At first glance, he knew that she was definitely not older than 20.
She looked very young, and he didn't feel much about her look. Only her eyes had a tenacity that didn't match her
age.
She was a very persistent girl who knew what she wanted.
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