The Wiseman Grandson Novels & Stories

“Have you no shame, Lucas Harrison! Aren't you going to acknowledge your grandfather-in-law?” “The only grandson-in-law I have is Steve Anderson,” Grandpa Jeffery replied. “Old Man Winston, I respect you because we have done business together in the past. But I won't forgive your grandson for maltreating my granddaughter in the past.” “It was all a misunderstanding,” Grandpa Winston defended. “Can you let bygones be bygones, Old Friend? My grandson has learned from his mistake.” “It does not make any difference. Heidi will soon get married,” Grandpa Jeffery replied. “So your Grandson no longer stands a chance.”

John Harris had once been so desperate that he went through three different connections just to get in front of me and beg for a job as my driver. And now, according to Ms. Zeller, he was somehow the richest man in the city? Not only that, but his grandson had beaten my granddaughter. No wonder Harvey was so arrogant. If John dared to go around pretending to be me, was it any surprise that his grandson would act like this? Just then, there was movement at the door. The kindergarten principal, Ms. Carter, walked in. The moment she entered, she hurried over to Harvey with a fawning smile and greeted him first. Only after that did she throw me an impatient look.

He averted his dull eyes, but he could not say a word. Butler Watts thought, "what can I say? Do I have to tell them that my grandson fell in love with a woman? I don't even know what's up that woman's sleeve. Then that woman deceived my grandson into buying off the driver to get close to Agnes." That was his only grandson and the descendants of the watts family, but Hus grandson had been ruined by a woman. He could not say it loud. He could only dwell in his pain alone in the garden secretly.

The old man finally came back to his senses, his eyes blurry with tears; “Sigh, my dear granddaughter…” Sabrina’s smile was strained. “I’m sorry, Old Master Shaw, but I told you I am not your granddaughter. From the beginning, I never thought of acknowledging you as my grandfather, but your grandson insisted on acknowledging me..." "My grandson is right," the old man said. “Old Master Shaw, I’m trying to say, can we clear all the animosity and the grievances between us? In the future, you won’t hunt me for my kidneys to give them to your granddaughter?”

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes slightly at Josephine, wanting to show her two granddaughters that she didn’t agree with them. “How are you two doing? Your father is lying weak in there, but you two are busy defending this irresponsible man. Where is your conscience?” Grandma asked, pointing at them with her cane. Damian who saw the incident, smiled triumphantly. He felt proud that the ruling lady of the Windsor family was being influenced by his words. Gradually, the woman will surely come back to melt and pamper her like before. After all, Damian was Grandma Elizabeth’s beloved grandson.

The moment she found out I had enrolled Ryder in a vocational school, she stormed into my room in a rage and flung the admission letter straight at my face. "Rebecca King! What are you trying to do?" she shouted, pointing at me, her whole body trembling with fury. "How dare you send my grandson to learn something as lowly as fixing cars? That's work for the lower class! I raised him with such care, and now you want him to serve other people?" I looked at her flatly, not even bothering to defend myself. "Grandma!" Ryder's voice came from the doorway. He rushed in and stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body—for the first time in 15 years.

John could have just lied in front of grams that he invested the money in a small business or bought a piece of land or a house perhaps. But he tells us nothing but the truth. And for gramps, wasting a penny for nothing, especially coming from his pocket was similar to wasting a wonderful opportunity. "That's not the ideal man I want for my granddaughter," he added. "so, before that useless marriage goes out of control, better end it now." Gramps rested his back on the chair with his sharp eyes pointing at me. Even without a word, I can sense and feel how disappointed he is in me right now.

That was when I realized that Grandma had finally let go after seeing me marry the right person. Three days after Grandma left me for good, Grandpa took Piper and me to her grave. We laid fresh flowers on her headstone. Grandpa sighed and requested, "Give me a minute alone, would you?" Piper and I exchanged a look and stepped back down the path. Grandpa rested his fingers on the carved name and spoke softly. "Martha, you came to me in a dream. You said that in another life, Rowan married the wrong woman and spent years in misery. You couldn't bear to see it. You told me that you had surrendered all the blessings you'd earned for one more chance to give him a different life.

Who does that? You Oh that's right, me! I lost Eva, Zoe, Sophia, Cynthia, and now Lily all because of one silly mistake I made. I wish I never went back into the house that day, I wish I never saw ‘them’ and I wish they never even did it. But again, what was granddad's excuse for being BLOOD MAN? Right now, I was standing in front of the building I call home and I share it with two members of the female specie I hate most in the entire universe.

"You are my grandson and you have such a serious illness. Of course I as your grandfather will do everything in my power to save you! We will look for reputable doctors overseas and—!" "No!" Liam interrupted, insistent. "I will remain here, grandfather, until I complete my objective." Roy Wijaya looked at his grandson sadly, the grandson he had not known before and only came to him after many years had passed. Is it too late now? "How determined are you to beat Reeves? Do you still harbor such deep hatred for my son, for your biological father? Can't you leave your hatred behind and we can live together in peace and make up for the lost years?"