novelraw Chapter 454: The Old Man’s Gift
Chapter 454: The Old Man’s Gift
Harry Hunter followed her, asking, "What are you looking for?""Where’s the casual shirt I bought you last time? Didn’t you say it was too small? Let’s give it to Grandpa to wear! It’s brand new, just wasting away at home, and it cost quite a bit!"
"No way, it’s mine, I’m not giving it away!"
"I remember you also have a pair of black striped gloves, where did they go? Give them to Grandpa, he might need them for his early morning exercises!"
"I just bought those! They’re limited edition! He doesn’t get up early, not giving them!"
"Does Grandpa smoke? The lighter I bought for you, you’re not using it anyway, let’s give it to Grandpa!"
"Who said I’m not using it, I just can’t bear to use it! Not giving!" Content orıginally comes from ????????????????????⁂????????????????⁂????????????
Isabella Weaver ignored him, found these items and took them all, grabbed some fresh fruit too, and feeling it wasn’t enough, even took the well-grown lucky bamboo from home—just for good fortune.
Harry Hunter walked out the door with a face full of resentment, Connor drove, and he and Isabella Weaver sat in the back.
Connor was very curious, why did the Young Master look as if someone had stolen a fortune from him?
When they arrived at the old man’s place, he suddenly understood!
Oh, turns out his stuff was snatched by the old man!
Ben Hunter was thrilled to hear that his grandson and granddaughter-in-law were coming to see him, even stopped playing chess, directly ditched Grandpa King next door.
"Why did Isabella bring me so many gifts!"
"Grandpa, try this casual shirt on, you should have no problem with the light gray color, it’s this year’s new style."
Ben Hunter was delighted, immediately put on the casual shirt, looked at himself in the mirror, very happy: "Very good! Suits me!"
Harry Hunter interjected coldly, "This was originally bought for me!"
"Now it’s mine! Step aside, don’t interrupt my granddaughter-in-law while she gives me gifts!"
Harry Hunter pushed him aside, took the gloves handed by Isabella Weaver, tried them on, very soft and comfortable: "Nice! Nice!"
Harry Hunter: "These were originally mine too!"
Ben Hunter: "Now they’re mine too!"
He was smug, took off the gloves, went to grab the lighter, couldn’t stop laughing: "Old King next door always flaunts his lousy lighter to me, now I have one too! Better than his!"
Harry Hunter’s forehead veins throbbed, reached out to grab it back: "This was originally mine too, Isabella bought it for me!"
Ben Hunter immediately hid the lighter behind him: "Now it’s mine! Can’t you be a bit more dignified, snatching things from an old man isn’t right!"
Isabella Weaver quickly pulled Harry Hunter behind her, a bit embarrassed, said: "We came in such a rush, didn’t get to shop, just picked a few useful things for you, they’re all new, rest assured Grandpa!"
Ben Hunter was delighted, the more he looked at Isabella Weaver, the more he liked her: "Good! This little girl is so filial, come come, Grandpa will give you a gift too!"
He reached out to grab Isabella Weaver’s arm but got slapped away by Harry Hunter: "Why are you grabbing my wife’s arm, grab your own wife’s!"
Ben Hunter was fuming, his grandson was even jealous with him!
It was just grabbing an arm, no need to yell so loudly!
Ungrateful!
Too ungrateful!
"My wife was chased out by you, the whole country knows!"
"Hmm, I’ll find you another one!"
Ben Hunter widened his eyes: "Don’t mess around, if there’s another woman in the house, my old lady will hang herself when she returns!"
He warned his grandson a few times, took out an antique-looking mahogany box from the study, smiled and handed it to Isabella Weaver.