Don't Escape, My Beloved Girl

In the evening.

In the Weston Family's house.

After dinner, Wade looked at his children and grandchildren sitting below him with joy on his face.

Children and grandchildren are all grown up.

They are all excellent and shining talents.

He was satisfied, fairly satisfied.

Wade waved at Brayden, "Brayden, come.Let grandfather take a good look at you.'

Brayden was Wade's great-grandson, the son of the daughter of his second son.

However, this daughter was not his son's biological daughter, but was the daughter of a friend of his son.

However, after the friend died in an accident, the girl was no longer taken care of, so his son brought the girl back and raised her up.

Although Belle was not a biological child of the Weston Family, the Weston Family treated her as if she was their biological child and had a very good relationship with her.

"Hurry up,"

Belle patted Brayden lightly to remind him.

Okay, Brayden stood up and walked to Wade, going down on one knee, "Great-grandfather.:'

Wade was almost ninety years old, but he was very energetic.

He didn't look like someone who was almost ninety years old at all.

Wade held Brayden's hand, looked up and down at him, and nodded, "Hmm, not bad. You are much better than three years ago."

He pinched Brayden's arm, "You grew sturdy now. Very good, very good!"

Belle said, "It's been 3 years. If he hadn't recover and grown strong, I wouldn't have let him come back."

Wade said seriously, "Yes. You've done a great job!"

Among his grandchildren, he was most satisfied with Everett.

And among his great-grandchildren, he was most satisfied with Brayden.

However, both of them has been worrying him.

One was unhappy in marriage and the other was not in good health.

Fortunately, now they were heading in right directions.

He was a bit relieved.

After talking to Brayden for a while, the old master looked at Everett.

As usual, Everett remained silent. He didn't talk much.

"Everett, come with me to the study room."

"Okay,"

Everett put down the coffee cup, walked over, and followed Wade upstairs.

The old master went upstairs.

And his children and children- in-law chatted separately.

The atmosphere was very good.

Brayden looked around and found that there was one person missing.

"Mom, didn't you say that uncle was married? Why haven't I seen my aunt?"

The Weston Family had a family dinner tradition.

They would return to the old house to have dinner together when everyone had time.

He couldn't come back because he was sick.

But since uncle was married, his wife should come.

However, he did not see his aunt the whole evening, only his uncle alone.

Belle's expression changed slightly.

She whispered to him, "Your uncle has divorced."

Brayden frowned.

He remembered that his mother told him that his uncle liked his aunt very much and that he must marry her.

Even if everyone objected, his uncle still married an ordinary woman who wasn't born in a distinguished family. However, it had only been a short while until they got divorced.

In the study upstairs, Wade stared at Everett.

His eyes were like Leona's.

In the other parts of his face he took after his father.

However, Wade did not know who he was like in character.

Overbearing, powerful, and ruthless, he was a good player in the business world.

Wade has been never disappointed in him.

However, in terms of love, this grandson seemed to be stumbling.

"Everett, grandfather heard something and wants to ask you a few questions."

"Please"""

Brayden talked to his elders in the living room for a while, and then went out.

It was breezy outside.

The moon was hanging on the branches, and the stars were dense and bright. It was a beautiful night.

He didn't know how was Olivia.

Brayden took out his phone and dialed Olivia's number.

"Senior: "Olivia, have you eaten?"

"Yes"

"Is the food prepared by the servants appetizing?"

"Yes.I'm not picky about food."

"That's good"

When Everett came out, he saw Brayden standing outside making a call.

He had a warm smile on his face, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

And these were all because of the person on his cell phone.

After chatting with Olivia for a while, Brayden hung up the phone and turned to walk inside.

He wanted to go back.

Go see Olivia.

The moment he turned around, he saw the person standing in front of him.

The smile on Brayden's face froze, and he coughed lightly.

The smile on his face faded slightly and he walked over.

In the face of this unsmiling elder, Brayden was respectful.

"Uncle."

"Uh-huh"

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yes."

"Well, take care of your health. Don't make your mother worry"

"I Will"