Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 637

"Moore, I think you should go!" Avery suggested.

Moore looked at Jean and then to Avery, he could spot the anticipation in their faces. There was no point in arguing with these two women, for he knew he would surely lose. So he got up from his chair and motioned to the waiter.

"Can you take me to him?"

Moore politely asked.

The waiter nodded his head without looking at him and quietly led Moore upstairs.

"Jean, do you think Gary will tell everything about Moore's past?" Avery was feeling restless so she asked.

"Yes, I think he will. He has to," Jean blinked and said to Avery. "Otherwise, he won't send someone to set up a meeting with Moore."

Avery toyed her hair as she was growing nervous for what might happen. She said, "I also want to know the truth. How he might feel about everything? Do you think he can handle it?"

"Take it easy, Avery. Don't worry too much. I believe in Moore."

Jean reached for Avery's hand and comforted her.

Avery looked at her and smiled weakly. She was thankful for Jean's gesture and assurance. But somehow, she was still worried about Moore.

Meanwhile, Moore followed the waiter up to the second floor. They stopped at the landing and at the corner, there was an intricately hand carved wooden door.

The waiter knocked softly and said, "Mr. Bai, your guest is here."

"Let him come in." A commanding voice of Gary was heard inside the room.

The waiter retreated a few steps and gestured to Moore to go inside.

Moore came near to the door and touched the knob. Silently, he opened the door and went inside the room.

The room was actually a study. With vast books all neatly lined up on the bookshelves, around the four corners of the wall. The study room was dimly lit and heavily carpeted. For Moore, it looked dismal and uninviting.

His eyes shifted to the imposing array of books. He quickly scanned them and noted to himself that these must be Gary's collection.

Ironically, he used to love this room. This had been one of his favorite places. He used to stay here most of the time and it was the best time of his life.

He remembered he used to play hide and seek here and he would hide under the dark table.

He would run around this room and they could not find him. He was so young then.

And just like that, memories of his past came flooding back.

It was painful for Moore so he snapped out from his trance and walked closer to Gary.

But what surprised him more was an old and frail man sitting next to Gary.

The old man let out a bitter cry the minute he saw Moore.

Moore felt a pinching pain in his heart as he glanced at the old man in shock.

The old man's hair was white, weathered face and eyes that looked tired.

Moore felt nostalgic. In his heart and mind, he knew this old man. His face was familiar yet Moore couldn't remember who he was.

Suddenly, he stopped and memories flashed through his mind. When his father was away, there was a loving old man that stayed with him, loved him and cared for him when no one else did.

He was there when Moore felt alone and deserted in his childhood.

The old man was his grandfather, Olin Bai.

It was a long time ago yet he never thought, not even in his dreams he would meet his grandfather again.

His grandfather was old now and had aged so much.