Elmore narrowed his eyes and demanded, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
Rory raised his head and locked eyes with Elmore coldly. “I told Becky that I used her. Naturally, she got angry. It makes sense that she wanted to take revenge.”
Elmore was furious to hear that. He looked at his favorite grandson in disbelief and barked, “Rory, say that again.”
Rory rubbed the spot between his eyebrows and winced. He didn’t sleep well last night and was rudely awoken early this morning. His head was pounding. “You didn’t mishear. This is all my fault.”
After a slight pause, he added, “By the way, Grandpa, you said that if Raina ever woke up, you would let me marry her. Well, she’s awake now. It’s time for you to fulfill your promise and let us get married.”
Bang!
Elmore was so angry that he reached for the nearest thing—a roll of tape on the desk—and threw it at Rory. “Get out! You two will be the death of me! Scram!”
Looking at the enraged Elmore in front of him, Rory remained cool and indifferent. “Grandpa, calm down. It’s not good for your blood pressure. Anyway, I’m going to the office. I’ll handle it.”
His words and calmness only served to make Elmore even angrier.
Rory called in Elmore’s personal secretary and said lightly, “Carl, take good care of Grandpa, okay?”
Then, without waiting for a response, he left the study.
As soon as Rory closed the door behind him, he heard the sounds of things being smashed inside.
His expression darkened and he went downstairs with a cloud hanging over his head.
In the dining room, Denise was absentmindedly eating breakfast. When she saw Rory coming down, she immediately looked over.
However, she didn’t think that he’d look at her. When their eyes met, Denise stiffened and wanted to lower her head, but it was too late.
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