KarlMy phone vibrated beside me, and I peeled my eyes from the road to pick up my phone.“What?” I asked impatiently.“Why are you being grumpy? come to the mansion, Grandpa wants to talk” Ryan said“Hell no,” I replied.“You don't have a choice, Karl. I can't be the only one dealing with the old man, save your brother's life.” Ryan pleaded, and I took a deep breath.“On my way,” I answered and hung up._When I got to the Moretti mansion, I met Grandpa talking to Ryan, who had his head down.His eyes lit up when he saw me. “Karl! You're here,” Ryan called, and Grandpa's attention turned to me, clearly not pleased.“You finally decided to come see this old man,” Grandpa Vincent said, getting up from the couch.“How have you been?” I asked, but he scoffed in reply.“Grandfather has been very disappointed in you,” Ryan said, shaking his head, and a small smirk tugged his lips.“If this is about Daphne Brighton, I already told you I am not interested,” I said to him.“You're not getting
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