"If Stefan and his wife hadn't divorced because of her drama, she would never stop meddling. You're still so in love with her, just waiting to be used over and over again. You're like a pawn in her game; useful when she needs you to take the fall, and dumped when she can't handle her own mess."
"Would you bet? If I stripped you of your CEO title, publicly cut ties with you, and didn't give you a dime of the Martinez family fortune, Ruby would drop you like a hot potato."
Owen shouted, "Grandpa!"
"Do you want to test her true colors? I'd be more than happy to help."
"I trust Ruby, I don't need to test her. It would only hurt her."
Owen declared firmly.
Deep down, he knew his grandpa was telling the truth.
Ruby had been using him all along...
His heart ached so bad!
Trenton chuckled sarcastically.
"Owen, do you still want to be the head of the Ikella Group? Do you still acknowledge me as your grandpa?"
Trenton's tone suddenly hardened.
Owen quickly replied, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? You are my grandpa, how could I deny that? You raised me, you're more important to me than my parents."
His utmost respect was for his grandpa, not only because he was the chairman of the Ikella Group and could strip him of his position, but also because he grew up under his care.
In their youth, his grandpa and Patrick were fierce rivals. When they both became grandpas, they seemed to have an unspoken agreement to personally raise their grandsons, hoping they would take over the family business and continue the competition.
As they wished, Owen and Stefan grew up to be enemies.
"If you don't want to be dethroned and still acknowledge me as your grandpa, then you have to follow my instructions. Go cut some roses and head to our family hotel alone. Wait in the coffee shop on the ground floor. I'll send the girl over to meet you."
"After you two meet, I need a photo as proof that you actually met. Don't try to fool me."
Owen was speechless.
Patrick never forced Stefan to go on blind dates, nor had his grandpa. But now, perhaps because Stefan was married and Owen nearly jeopardized the Ikella Group due to Ruby, his grandpa started arranging dates for him.
Owen could ignore anyone else's words, but not his grandpa's.
"Grandpa, who is the girl? Is she stunningly beautiful that I’ll love her at first sight?"
If she had grandpa's approval, Owen believed she must be an exceptional girl.
"If you want to know, you'll see when you meet her. Anyway, she's definitely better than Ruby. That's settled, go to our hotel now."
Trenton hung up without giving Owen a chance to refuse.
Owen stared at the call that was ended, his face growing darker, but he had no one to complain to.
Well, if he had to meet her, then so be it.
He was actually curious about who this woman was, who made his grandpa insist on him going on a date in such a forceful manner.
An hour later.
Owen, in fashionable clothes and dark sunglasses, with a cigarette in his mouth, strode into the Pinehurst Hotel.
It was his family hotel, and he found his way to the coffee shop with ease.
He chose a secluded seat by the window.
Then he pulled out a rose he had cut from the garden. It had been squashed in his pocket, and now looked completely wilted.
Trenton had told him to come alone, without bodyguards, to avoid attracting too much attention.
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