Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 947

The group returned to the Brooks Villa again.

This time back, everyone's mood was different.

Half an hour ago, Nell and the rest arrived at the airport and were prepared to get on the plane, but Gideon suddenly received a phone call. He immediately informed them, so they got down from the plane together and hurried back to the village.

It turned out that Gideon had seen that something was off with Grandpa Brooks. Although the old man seemed to be open and straightforward, he was in fact hiding something.

However, he was not as direct as Nell as to confront the old man. Instead, he quietly arranged for two people to monitor the Brooks Villa for any movement.

Unexpectedly, right after they left, Gideon received the news.

His people said that Grandpa Brooks left the villa in the middle of the night and headed to the edge of the village.

Gideon knew that something was wrong, so he quickly brought the group and rushed over to the village. That was when they saw the scene of Grandpa Brooks speaking to the man in black.

At this point, how could they not understand?

Nell did not expect that things would turn out even more unpredictable than she initially thought.

At that moment, everyone was sitting in the living room of the villa, and the atmosphere was awkward.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside.

Soon, Gregory pushed the door open and came in.

Vickie hurriedly walked over and asked, "How is it? Did you manage to catch that person?"

Gregory's expression was glum as he shook his head in despair.

Gideon was not surprised by this.

That was because the person did not look ordinary. Moreover, it was dark out and Gregory was unfamiliar with the terrain here. Thus, it was only natural that he would not be able to catch that person.

He turned to look at Grandpa Brooks.

"Grandpa Brooks, shouldn't you explain this matter to us?"

The old man’s face was also very grim.

At that time, Grandpa Brooks did not have his usual smug look. He just looked sorrowful as he sat there unmoving, like a statue.

Nell asked in a solemn voice, “Grandpa, since we already know of this matter, we can’t just let it be. Even if you don’t tell us, we’ll still find out, but it’ll just waste our efforts and time. We can still wait for a couple of months. Ask yourself, can you afford to wait so long? Can your great-granddaughter, Flora, afford it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the old man visibly shivered.

After a while, he sighed quietly.

"I know I can’t hide it any longer, and I have no intention of deliberately hiding it from you anymore. I'm just wondering how I'm going to tell you about it."

The group of them frowned in unison.

Grandpa Brooks was silent for a while longer before he spoke slowly.

"The story begins 60 years ago…”

Sixty years ago, when times were still very turbulent, Grandpa Brooks was an orphan out on the streets and made a living in the chaotic world with his skills.

He met Old Madam Quinton and another man by accident. They supported each other in the chaotic world and became good friends.