Chapter thirty two

Andy walked towards his study thinking that Savannah was tailing behind him, reaching at the door of the study he turned and noticed that no one was behind him. He sighed and walked into his study without closing the door behind him.

He walked to the mini parlor attached to his study and opened a fridge. He took a bottle of Scotch from it and poured it for himself. He gulped down the whole content and refilled his glass.

His head is in a haze right now, if only Savannah didn't get pregnant. Maybe he wouldn't be thinking of hundred and one ways to get his grandfather off his neck and knowing the old man, he will do anything just to make sure that his grandchild isn't born out of wedlock.

He gulped down the liquor again and refilled his glass before keeping the bottle back in his fridge. He walked back to his study with the glass in his hands. He sat down on his swivel chair and ruffled his hair in annoyance.

He can't walk up to his grandfather and tell him that he isn't sure about the