A quick marriage - Chapter 508

Chapter 508:.

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Yayoi let out a soft chuckle when Wendy mentioned Maddox’s grandfather pretending to be sick and said, “Miss Wendy, be that as it may, you have cheated on Maddox. It’s normal for him to be so angry.”

“I know,” Wendy said anxiously.

“I understand Maddox being angry, but Grandpa knows he’s wrong too. They’re family, so how can there be eternal enmity between them?”

Seeing how anxious she was, Yayoi pursed her lips, pondered for a moment and said, “Okay, I’ll convince Maddox to go see his grandfather.”

Seeing that he agreed, Wendy’s face filled with joy and she thanked him gratefully. “Thank you, Miss Song. Thank you…”

“Don’t thank me,” Yayoi waved her hand and said, “I’ll try to persuade you, but I can’t guarantee anything.”

Wendy said, “It’s okay. I know Maddox will certainly value your advice.” Yayoi smiled and said nothing more.

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When Yayoi told Maddox that Wendy had come to see her, he was stunned. He grabbed her shoulder and asked anxiously, “Did she do something to you?”

Yayoi said helplessly, “Will you let me finish?”

“Go ahead.”

“He just asked me to convince you to visit Grandpa. I heard that Grandpa can’t even eat for a few days.”

After saying that, Yayoi looked at him calmly and saw that his expression was obviously uncomfortable.

Then, he loosened his grip and said indifferently, “That’s none of my business.”

Although he looked indifferent, Yayoi knew that his grandfather was more important to him than his parents.

That’s why she stepped forward and said gently, “Maddox, pretending to be sick was his fault, but he did it for your sake. He loves you very much…”

“He loves me?” Maddox interrupted her and turned to look at her with a smirk, saying, “He wasn’t doing it for my sake. He just wanted to satisfy his own selfishness.”

Yayoi looked at him gently for a while and said, “Maddox, Grandpa is old. He won’t be able to eat for a few days and his body will collapse sooner or later. Are you really willing to see your loved ones injured?”

Maddox pouted and remained silent.

Seeing this, Yayoi continued, “Grandfather is nothing but a stubborn old man. He is principled, but you can negotiate, and there are many things you can discuss. Grandpa really loves you and has seen your determination, your attitude. I think, if you go talk to him, he’ll give in.”

Maddox looked at her serious expression and asked, “You don’t hate him?”

“I don’t hate him. He’s your grandfather and he’s also my grandfather. So I don’t hate him.” Yayoi smiled.

She could help Wendy persuade him, and she could also be so generous to say that she didn’t hate him. She had always been so kind, that was why he loved her so much.

He hugged her gently, stroked her soft hair with his palm, and said softly, “I’ll go see Grandpa.”

Yayoi slowly curved her lips, her eyes full of affection.

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Because of her father’s case, Juliet was in no mood to go to work.

She asked her father’s colleagues for help, but was euphemistically rebuffed.

She couldn’t help but feel that interpersonal relationships were too weak.

When a man was rich and powerful, everyone favored him.

However, when something bad happened to him, no one came to his aid.

Juliet was especially irritated because she had been turned down again today.

She grabbed the beer directly from the counter and took a swig.

The cold liquor slid down her throat and into her stomach, making her feel a burning sensation. She frowned and felt very uncomfortable.

At the same time, however, she felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

Then, she raised her head and drank again.

She wished she could get drunk and wake up to find that it was all just a dream.

His father had not been taken away and his family was still perfect.

Thinking of her father and those who were unwilling to help her, she couldn’t help but feel angrier. And she kept drinking until she was completely unconscious.

When Payton got the call from the bar, her face was full of shock. However, after hearing what she had been told, her expression instantly turned grim.

How could she come here and drink at this point?

As soon as he entered the bar, he saw her lying at the bar. He frowned and hurried over.

He closed his eyes and frowned, looking particularly uncomfortable.

After seeing her, the anger in his heart gradually subsided and turned into a long sigh.

“Why are you so drunk?”

He muttered as he helped her up.

However, she was so drunk that she couldn’t stand up. He could only carry her and walk steadily towards the exit of the bar.

He gently set her down on the fluffy bed, then turned and walked into the bathroom. When she came out, she had a twisted towel in her hand.

He used the soft, warm towel to gently wipe every corner of her face. His eyes were full of affection as he looked at her.

“Idiot, why didn’t you come to see me when you were in a bad mood? It’s dangerous to drink alone.” His kind tone held a trace of dissatisfaction.

Her father’s case had dealt her a hard blow, and now they had no evidence to exonerate him.

And things weren’t going well with Leo.

Lane told him that a lot of people didn’t want to get involved in this mess, which made it even more problematic.

He thought someone was intentionally retaliating against Mr. Elton, but now, it seemed, the reason wasn’t so simple.

If someone purposely set Lord Elton up, then this person’s power must not have been small.

Who could make Leo feel helpless?

In an instant, the name of a person appeared in his mind.

His hand stopped moving and his pupils slowly dilated.

He couldn’t believe it.

There was no one else but that person who could cause Leo such difficulty.

That person was his father, Benson.

Other than him, Payton could think of no one else.

Payton frowned, her eyes filled with doubt.

Why was her father doing this?

He remembered that Benson had asked him to return to the capital, but he had refused. Besides, Leo and Sara had said that his father intentionally wanted to control him in order to restrain Leo.

So was Mr. Elton’s case the first step in his plan?

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