What Chant meant to say was that he wanted to take his great grandchild back home.
But there was no way that was going to happen!
Cayn had already informed them this morning that he would pick Dany up after work and that Dany was not allowed to go outside.
"Great grandfather, I want to go out, may I?"
Dany asked in a soft and compelling voice, blinking and pulling her great grandfather's sleeve.
Actually, Clifford also wanted to hang out outside with Dany, but Cayn had told him from the beginning that there must be a reason.
"Your daddy said you couldn't go out today. He told me that he'll be picking you up after work," Clifford said.
Hearing this, Dany's little face darkened.
"Great grandfather, but are you sure that I can't go out today? Do you really mean it?" Dany asked.
She looked so pitiful that Clifford almost agreed to her request.
"Yes! How about you give Daddy a call?"
"Never mind," Dany refused at once, biting her lower lip.
"What's up with you? Dany is just a baby. At her age, it's quite natural to go out and have fun. What's wrong with your brain? Do you want to lock her up at home for an entire day? That's not the right approach,"
Chant said aloud. He watched them for a few minutes and couldn't stand it at all.
"Chant, I'm telling you, don't stuff us with silly ideas! Do you think that I don't know about your plan? You want to bring my baby out and take her back into your home, don't you? Isn't that what you want?
I am telling you, Dany is my great granddaughter, not yours!" Clifford retorted.
'Hehe!
You couldn't be more wrong!
Clifford, I really ought to tell you, that Dany is actually my great grandchild!'
Chant said inwardly. He was fully aware that he couldn't speak such things. Otherwise, it would only result in Cayn and Clifford becoming more wary of him and thus making it much harder for him to take Dany back home.
More than once, Chant had tried to take Dany and take her back home without Clifford noticing.
However, since Clifford had kept a close watch on Dany, he was unsuccessful. Chant had no chance whatsoever to take Dany out.
At that hour, Chant kept wringing his hands over. It pained him to see that his great granddaughter always stood by Clifford's side.
Chant and Clifford chatted for the whole afternoon in the room.
Although Chant couldn't make any substantial progress, it was enough for him.
'It would be better to do it in the dark!
After all, Dany is my great granddaughter!' Chant thought to himself.
"Well, it's time for me to pick up my two great grandsons. The onus is upon me to drop as well as to pick them up from school daily. It makes me very busy!" Chant said as he took a look at his watch.
Though his words sounded like a complaint, there was an in inherent proud tone to it.
However, his words only increased Clifford's animosity. He looked at Chant with hatred, gritting his teeth.
'What a bastard!' Clifford said inwardly.
"Dany, who is this Fabio?" Clifford asked Dany after Chant left.
Clifford thought he should figure out who Fabio was.
"Fabio is that old man's great grandson. Fabio has an older brother as well," Andy answered quickly.
"So what that old man said is true?" Clifford couldn't believe his ears.
"Yes, yes!" Dany nodded in agreement.
Soon, Clifford fell into silence. His face was flustered with embarrassment.
Then he looked at Dany and was lost in thought.
At the same time, Dany was thinking about Fabio.
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