Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant novel Chapter 93

Carrie’s expression was contorted. Blanca stood in the doorway. Mr. Johnson’s head was bent. Seemed like Carrie was talking about her?

Why was she taking the bullet?

“What’s wrong, Grandpa? I could hear the fam arguing from a mile away!” Blanca adjusted her mood in the doorway and walked over to the sofa, sitting down on the sofa. She took the old man’s hand and giggled, “What’s that for, Grandpa. We are a family. And you’re so on in years now.”

“You slick little girl, you’re the only one who knows how to talk properly!”

Alan chuckled and clapped Blanca on the arm, sighing, “We’d wanted to have you over for dinner, but…”

“What’s happened?” Blanca blinked.

Seemed like it had something to do with her.

Matthew walked over, stood before the old man, and said, “Grandpa, Blanca’s too young to arrange the birthday feast.”

Birthday feast?

What birthday feast?

Blanca didn’t get it. Carrie, though, was quite happy hearing Matthew’s words. Her contorted expression disappeared and she was all smiles instantly. “Matthew’s right, Dad. Blanca’s still young. Even if you want to give her control of the family, you have to take it slow, right? This is your sixty-fifth birthday. With something that important, I’m afraid Blanca will mess it up.”

From Matthew and Carries words, Blanca deduced the rest.