Novel & Cerita Grandpa Characters

I whispered, my voice filled with love. As our children shared a knowing look and exchanged delighted smiles, I knew that our family was stronger than ever. Sophia’s POV Curled up on the couch in our cozy living room, I couldn't help but feel nervous to meet Alexander’ grandfather. I turned to him, my curiosity piqued. "Can you tell me more about your grandfather? What's he like?" He leaned back, his expression thoughtful as he considered the question. "Well," he began, his tone contemplative, "he's quite strict, rigid, and maybe a bit proud. He's traditional and values the old ways."

Our son Red who was in his father’s arms asked curiously. One of the servant smiled. “Because little master is the grandson of the old master and madam.” “You mean, grandpa and grandma are old? They’re not though.” He mumbled before eyeing me. “Mommy? They’re not old, they are so beautiful.” I nodded. “Yes baby Red, they’re both young physically but they’re already in their early fifties.” I explained. He shifted his curious eyes to his father who was holding him as we walked towards the entrance door. “Daddy? Grandpa and grandma looks like your brother and sister. I want that kind of face too when I grow up hihihi.”

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.”

The very men who once demanded my servitude scrambled to bow before me, each offering a business card with obsequious smiles. "Miss Holman, should you ever need anything, please contact me…" "Miss Holman, you attend Ragger High, right? My nephew studies there too. Perhaps you two could…" "Miss Holman…" The Morris family's faces twisted as though they had swallowed filth. The very people they groveled to were now groveling to me and Grandpa—two "paupers" they had always despised. By now, only a fool would fail to realize that Grandpa's identity was far from ordinary.

GrandPa is in his middle 70's, 75 or 76, he's a retired business man. He started the Olyster family business that made us his family filthy rich. "I've been good grandpa, why aren't you inside with them?" I asked, my two siblings had to be in there with mother and Brandon. " I needed some fresh air and I wanted to talk to my best friend" I never knew he had a best friend. " You have a best friend grandpa?" I asked again for confirmation as he continued walking back to the main house and I followed beside him.

the sweet but shaky old lady voice asked her, never losing the tightness of her wide grin. She fumbled for her glasses and wore them. When she looked up, 2 men approached her. 1 hot and dashing and another who is probably about 10 years younger than her, but the fact is, Grandpa Kai is already 248, triple her lifetime. “Oh, I see you finally found someone!!! Oh dear, he is so yummy” Grandma cupped his cheeks within her palms, making Zaden pout and with his wide eye, he looks like a goldfish.

He chuckled, “and there are many. But perhaps instead of me speaking, you could tell me about all the family members I will be meeting on our visit? I have missed hearing you speak.” Perfect. The man is fucking perfect! "Well... we have to visit all the grandparents, starting with my favorite, Grandpa Cy. Don't let Grandpa Ash hear it; he's great too. But Grandpa Cyrus and I just have a special connection, you know. You'll love him. Or maybe you'll hate him because he is like an old hippie biker dude. Full of tattoos and feelings…" Ford scoffed, "he can not be worse than your father." Grumpy mate of mine.

When Ethan, Chloe, and Eli entered, Grandpa was sitting upright, sipping from a mug of tea, his expression calm but tired. “Grandpa!” Eli ran up to him, throwing his arms around the old man. Grandpa chuckled softly, holding the boy with shaky hands. “There is my little lion,” he said warmly. Then, looking up at Ethan and Chloe, his expression turned serious. “I heard everything. So it is true… my own brother… my nephews…”

Grandpa was over there, smiling like an idiot. What's wrong with this old man? I asked myself. Grandpa didn't wait for her to hug him. He walked right up to her and gave her a big bear hug. Everyone's mouths fell agape. We were waiting for Grandpa to pull away from the young girl, but he just pressed himself closer to her breasts. Jesus Christ! My grandpa is a pervert. Gerry stepped in to the rescue. He held Grandpa's shoulders like he was giving him a massage and slightly pulled him away from Chastity. "And this is my Grandpa, Wesley," Gerry ground his teeth together as he introduced Grandpa.

I could feel my fondness for him growing with every passing moment. “Jasper,” I asked as I laid out a few options, “what are your grandma and great-grandfather like?” He paused, looking at me with a mischievous grin. “Grandma? She’s crazy… like you.” He laughed. “Great-grandfather? He’s gentle but strict, kind of like my dad.” Crazy like me? I was about to protest, but before I could, Jasper pointed to the top of his wardrobe. “Can you grab that for me?”