The Tycoon's Deepest Repentance (Sophia and Ryan) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 74 Old Mr. Larsen 

Chapter 74: Old Mr. Larson 

peeing Charlie’s arrival, the sharp eyed and spirited elderly man stood up from his seat. 

You go out,” he glanced at Jean, signaling her to leave first. 

Then I leave “Jean nodded, not wanting to stay any longer. 

This father in law of hers had a strong and harsh personality, and she was quite afraid of him. 

As for Charlotte, that annoying girl, she was definitely going to be thoroughly taught a lesson today! 

Jean left, Old Mr. Larson’s stern gaze was fixed on Charlotte, his expression tense and severe. “Are you the one who hurt my grandson?” 

However, Charlotte was not intimidated at all. 

She stood straight, her eyes indifferent, and her lips pressed together in silence. 

Old Mr. Larson was thoroughly angered by her attitude. He snorted through his nostrils, his eyes wide, and picked up a nearby wooden stick. “So, you dare to challenge?” 

Thus stick I prepared for you. You caused harm to my grandson… the pain he endured, I’ll make you experience it too. An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, this is only fair 

Charlotte tilted her head, sneering, “Sir, your grandson misbehaves in school, and not only do you fail to discipline him properly, but you also indulge his behavior. Is this your way of raising him up? To be a wastrel?” 

Do you, like this, have the right to discipline me?” 

She narrowed her eyes, confronting him boldly. 

Old Mr. Larson hesitated for a moment. 

Having lived for so long, he was naturally a discerning person. 

Was this girl before him really just an ordinary student? 

It seems her presence has a unique aura. 

However, putting on airs in front of him, this annoying girl is not up to the mark! 

Indeed, Harry has a bit of a temper, but in the end, he’s just a bit spoiled, not doing anything outrageous,” Old Mr. Larson said with a cold snort, a serious expression on his face. “I love my grandson, isn’t that only natural? What right do you have to interfere?” 

“Not doing anything outrageous?” Charlotte seemed to find this amusing, chuckling softly. “It appears you really don’t understand your grandson.” 

“Quit the nonsense!” Old Mr. Larson didn’t want to argue further with her. He shouted vigorously, “In front of me, don’t put on airs. If your parents can’t handle you, do you think I can’t discipline you? This is for your own good, so you won’t continue making mistakes in the future!” 

He raised the thorn wooden stick in his hand; if this thing hit someone, it would definitely cause severe injuries, leaving them covered in wounds and 

torn flesh.