"Henry, remember what I said."
As Eldest Young Master Grant watched his little woman so dashingly beat someone up, he felt both proud and worried that her hand must hurt.
Speaking it out without any reservations added a thousand points of damage to Henry! Making his already aching face hurt even more.
Boss Grant, are you really still my good brother? At times like these, how can you add insult to injury? Is there no brotherly love?
"Boss Grant, how can you be so cold and heartless? Are you really my Boss Grant? Not possessed by some monster?"
Who was it that initially wanted me to pursue that little shortie? Who was it that disliked Mandy being a third wheel to him and his wife?
Seeing Henry's resentful expression, Eldest Young Master Grant couldn't help but break into goosebumps, just because that resentful gaze seemed so real coming from such a burly man like Henry.
