Blue Bloods Grandpa Novels & Stories

“If you don't want to lose your jobs, stop gossiping around.” The servants quickly dispersed. Violet sighed and walked up to the middle-aged man. “Mr. Brown, how's Grandpa?” “He's not in a good mood.” The Butler sighed as well. “After receiving the evidence this morning, he fainted twice. I just hope the Young Master has an explanation.” So there was evidence. The worry inside Violet’s heart multiplied. Clyde definitely wouldn't commit that kind of sin. There had to be a mistake. She entered Grandpa Luke's quarters and his loud voice boomed all the way from the living room.

Then, to me, “Do whatever you want. But I want that land, Knox. If you ruin this, you’re no grandson of mine.” He slammed his cane against the floor, the sound echoing. “I don’t want my family to become my enemy.” He lazily sat down, letting his man lit up the cigarette. “Thank you for the clarity,” I said tightly, heading for the door. But before I could take a step further, a white-hot pain exploded in my stomach. I dropped to my knees, gasping. Grandpa threw a small syringe in front of me, chuckling, " Even your father didn't dare to walk away without my permission! You are my grandson. Do you think I will let you walk out without my permission?"

His grandpa seemed like an artisan but from the iron works scattered round the house, he definitely must be one of those prominent black-smiths to exist around the world war era, Tyler's grandpa sat across a wooden bed with a woman lying on it who happens to be his wife, so Tyler took his mate to see his grandparents. I could tell Xyla was displeased to the point where she didn't mind asking in their presence what she was doing there. “Tyler, I hope I'm not thinking what you're thinking? why the hell did you bring me here to see these people?" Grandpa stood watching xyla and his wife subsequently in silence, the grandma to Tyler seemed very ill and was on her dying bed struggling to gasp her

We were watering the flowers outside with three of Grandpa's colleagues stopped in our yard, sweating and gasping while running. "Tessa, Berni Rushed to the hospital!" One said to grandma. Grandma was so panicked that she dropped the mug. "What?!" "There, he was rushed to the hospital. Suddenly he passed out!" I was so nervous while we were outside the hospital's emergency room. I held grandma's hand well. "Grandma, grandpa is stronger than a buffalo, right?" "G-Grandma, don't cry." "Y-Your g-grandpa Aurora is old. H-He's been having something in his chest for a long time but doesn't want to be treated. I also want to ask Senyora Patricia for help, but she doesn't want to either because he s

"No, it's alright, Sir. I'm used to it. It doesn't affect me anymore." "But still, I'm sorry." I smiled and nodded my head. The staff came and took our order and Sir Jayson's order for me and Grandpa. He is really a good man, and this bitch is taking advantage of it. "You're dead bitch. Once I get proof, I'll make sure to slap your face. *** Grandpa, I'll take a bath, Okay?" We arrived home an hour ago, but I helped Grandpa take his bath first and waited outside until he was done and dressed up. I'm scared what happened a few days ago will happen again.

Looking at this lovely and understanding granddaughter in front of him, Draco Summers was very, very fond of her within his heart. He really wished to sit down, hold Blair Zea in his arms, and have a good chat with her. But now, all that was just wishful thinking. “Yes, Little Blair, Grandpa needs to go home now. Sometime later, Grandpa will come back to play with you, is that okay?” “Okay.” Blair nodded heavily. “Grandpa mustn’t forget to come to play with me. We will make a pinky swear.”

I hadn't expected the members of the Gervais family to show up again in a few days. This time, Lucille came with her older brother, Charles Gervais. Her father had been hospitalized, so it was only right for the heir to show up as a display of sincerity. Chase was trailing behind them. He shot me a conflicted look while Lucille was shooting daggers at me. Charles met my gaze and smiled. "You must be Daphne Gambino, the heiress of the Gambino family, right? I've known your father for a long time!"

My gaze froze in one place and tears circulated in my eyes the moment I spotted my grandfather seated on the couch. George Brooks, the legendary CEO of Brooks Corporation. The one who could influence the entire North city's business world with just a flick of his finger. “Grandpa…” The moment he heard my voice, he dropped everything and quickly walked over to me. I jumped into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably as the floodgates opened wide. I buried my face in his shoulder and he sighed, heartbroken and furious at me, of course. Ever since I was a child, I've never suffered even for a bit. Yet, I was hardly treated better than a slave by the Browns.

"I am so sorry, Grandpa, but this is important to me the way your deal is important to you.” That got him angrier. "Are you for real? You know how much we are expecting from that deal, young man. You'd better come home today, or I'll come down there and drag you back!” That's one of the simplest things he can do. But that didn't shake me. Even if he decided to come, he wouldn't even find me. "Grandpa, this is about Blair…" “Blair again? That lady had died already. What else are you looking for?"

Amused Charleigh asked incredulously. “So, I’m gonna be a great grandpa again?” They were interrupted by the old man. “Grandpa—” Charleigh was cut off when the old man spoke. “What did I say to you, son? And Charleigh, you should believe in my prediction.” Bryce chuckled. “Whatever, Grandpa. Thanks, I guess.” “I’m happy for both of you.” He hugged his grandson, then pulled Charleigh next. “Take care of my boy, Charleigh.” “I will. I promise.”