As he suppressed his inexpressible emotions, Lucas went to the Langston Residence with lots of healthcare products in his hands, upon which the house’s servant had him wait in the living room. Meanwhile, Heather couldn’t wait to go downstairs when she heard in the study that Lucas had arrived. After all, she really had something important to discuss with Lucas.
Seeing how impatient Heather looked, Robert said to her nonchalantly, “Don’t be hasty. Just let him wait for a while.”
Heather looked at Robert puzzledly, for she couldn’t tell what he was going to do this time. Was he actually going to test Lucas out as if the latter was his future grandson-in-law? “It’s almost time for our date. It’s a bad thing to keep someone else waiting!” She could only try to reason with Robert since it was really difficult to read an old man’s mind.
Robert wouldn’t let another man win Heather’s hand easily, though. “What’s wrong with letting a man wait for a lady?” To him, a man should at least undergo several tests to do so.
“I have work to discuss with him, Grandpa,” Heather replied in resignation. Even she couldn’t stand Robert’s waywardness.
However, Robert, whose wisdom and experience grew with his age, floored her in just one sentence. “Tell him to go back if you’ll only be discussing work with him. You’re on leave today, so you won’t be discussing any work-related matters.”
“Please give me a rest, Grandpa.” Heather was both amused and annoyed. Why was Robert so unyielding? She felt as though she probably got her stubbornness from him.
Robert looked stern at once. “Focus on your drawing. Look at what you’ve created!” Heather could only listen to his admonishment as he suddenly got back to talking about her drawing. Heather glanced at the drawing she made, and it looked very ugly indeed. Since her mind wasn’t on drawing at all, the lines she drew were crooked and misshapen. This came as a terrible blow to her, for it astounded her that there was something she couldn’t master.
Just then, Robert put down his charcoal and gave her a threatening glare. “I’ll go downstairs for a while. Keep working on your drawing, and don’t leave the study if you mess up even a single line.”
Heather looked aggrievedly at Robert from behind as the latter left the room. She was in no mood for drawing; she picked up her charcoal, but she had no idea how to start. Myra and Tony’s problem hadn’t been solved perfectly, so she needed to discuss this with Lucas, but Robert pulled such a move just when she was about to do so. Heather was thoroughly disappointed with herself—she felt that all she did on this day were stupid things. At this moment, Robert had already gone downstairs to get familiar with Lucas, so she hoped that Lucas could act according to the circumstances.
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When Robert slowly came down the stairs, Lucas was sitting ramrod straight in the living room with an expression that one couldn’t tell was either strained or serious. The instant he saw Robert, he became nervous. Moreover, Robert was wearing a stern look on his face, so Lucas was puzzled about how he had displeased Robert. “Hi, Old Master Langston,” he greeted politely. Then, he pushed the healthcare products placed before him toward the old man and said, “This is my first visit, so I brought you some presents as a little token to show my respect to you.” Since he had never experienced such a situation, he was inwardly a bundle of nerves.
When Robert glanced at the healthcare products’ packaging, he recognized at a glance that these were high-end healthcare products. It seemed that Lucas was quite thoughtful. “You shouldn’t have brought me these. You’re just paying a visit.” His expression softened somewhat, but it still had a distant air to it.
Lucas didn’t know how to make conversation with Robert. He felt like he was meeting the parent of a lady he loved, so he wanted to make a good impression on Robert. “This is what I ought to do.”
Robert noticed how nervous Lucas was, and he was satisfied with the latter at first glance. After all, a man whom Heather found to her liking mustn’t be ordinary. At first glance, Lucas was likely also from a wealthy and influential family, for he was dressed in expensive clothes. However, he thought that Lucas wasn’t clever enough. At the very least, he was timid and not manly enough when speaking to him. “Heather is a bit under the weather.” Robert mentioned Heather on his own initiative.
“How is she?” Lucas asked, his face full of concern.
“Did Heather not tell you about that?” Robert kept on observing Lucas while a plan brewed in his mind.
Meanwhile, Heather could hardly stay a second longer in the study. As she tried hard to calm herself down, she decided to draw a quick sketch and showed it to Robert directly—with that, she would use this excuse to see Lucas. However, the more impatient she was, the worse she got at drawing, so she took a deep breath to calm her restlessness. When she completed a fairly satisfactory quick sketch at last, she immediately left the study.
Heather was still upstairs when she saw the two men conversing in the living room. As she came up to Robert quickly, she interrupted his conversation with Lucas in a clear voice and said, “Look at my sketch, Grandpa. What do you think of it?” She smiled like a little girl while waving the quick sketch in her hand with a proud expression.
Lucas had never seen Heather behave like this before. He was momentarily stunned, and Robert noticed this as well. “Who let you come out?” Robert’s face hardened as he didn’t expect that Heather would be so headstrong. Was she trying to stop him from talking to Lucas because she was worried about something?
“Grandpa, didn’t you say that I could leave the study once I finished a drawing?” Heather couldn’t be bothered about the presence of an outsider. She acted like a spoiled child directly in front of Robert, and this completely stunned Lucas.
“Are you calling this a finished drawing? Look at your sketch—it doesn’t look like a drawing at all!” Robert rebuked. He had pretty high standards, so Heather couldn’t possibly reach them in a short time.
Just then, Lucas couldn’t help but interject from the side and said, “It looks pretty nice.” However, his remark drew a stern stare from Robert. Even though he was defending Heather, Robert didn’t like him cutting in on their conversation. As a result, Lucas lowered his head in embarrassment under Robert’s stare; he felt that he had become a helpless victim at somebody else’s mercy ever since coming to the Langston Residence.
“Draw it again,” Robert said in displeasure.
However, now that Heather had come out, she would definitely not go back into the study. “I have something else to do, Grandpa. I’ll practice drawing again when I’m free,” she pleaded while shooting glances at Lucas.
Lucas wanted to say something in support of Heather, but before he could do so, he was shot a warning glance by Robert—the old man clearly saw the interactions between them. “No,” he stated stubbornly, causing Heather to almost go insane.
Lucas looked at Heather sympathetically as he could only bow to ‘the forces of evil.’ Just when Heather and Robert were caught in a deadlock, another man came in from the outside and approached them. Heather furrowed her brows; she didn’t expect the person to be Matthias, and his presence gave her a bad feeling.
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