The Heir

chapter 18

WHEN Maximilian entered the Griffith mansion, a butler met him at the foyer. He immediately hid the unlighted stick of cigarette inside his pocket.

“Mr. Lee,” the butler greeted nonchalantly.

“Daniel.” He tapped the butler on the shoulder.

“Is she home?” he asked, referring to the old Mrs. Griffith.

Maximilian was alone. He did not tell his wife Victoria that he would visit her grandmother because he did not want her to know what he secretly did for her.

“Yes. Madam is in the parlor right now, drinking her tea. She has been feeling quite weak lately. Perhaps she was really, really getting old,” Daniel said in a low tone.

He made him laughed at that.

“But then, she still holds power in this household.” He pocketed his hands and sauntered to the right-wing of the Griffith mansion where the parlor is located.

Maximilian knocked on the door twice. Mrs. Griffith’s secretary opened it for him.

“Mind if I join you?”

Old Mrs. Griffith turned in his direction. The moment she saw him, Maximilian saw that sour expression on her face. There was never a time that this old woman would be happy to see him.

“And you really dared to come over here unannounced.” Mrs. Griffith took a sip of her tea.

on the chair

more like a surprise

at him with a

care for me so much

case why I came here.” He picked a piece of Danish cookie from the can and popped it into his mouth. He munched it first before speaking again. “Well, it has been a week since the Griffith Group signed a deal with the LS Group. I am here to remind you that you promised my dear wife Victoria that

Griffith cleared her throat. “I haven’t forgotten about that. If

clasped his hands and leaned against his seat. “Then what is

my company, Maximilian. As long as I am the president, I

lately, and she deserves a vacation.”

farmhouse, where he found his wife still tucked under the blanket in broad daylight. Victoria was awake,

been, Max?” She

frame. “I drove to town and bought you your favorite bread

sweet of you.” Victoria blew him a

He beckoned her to leave

as she eased

coffee when his wife arrived at the kitchen. She sat on the stool

after tomorrow,” Victoria told him after a

Do you want to extend our vacation?” He sat on the

I want to, we need to go home. I still have piles of work

assisting her husband at their barbeque party. It was their last day at the farmhouse, so they decided to throw a small banquet for the

“Ma’am.”

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