Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1470

Chapter 1470

Bring Anderson to the backyard door.
Otis did not enter, and the guards opened the heavy blast doors for Anderson.
Anderson walked in alone again.
The rising sun, bright red, the whole sky was dyed blood red, ten thousand golden light shining in through the huge glass, the whole room seems to be gilded with a layer of gold.
A man with an erect posture stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the morning sun.
Hear movement behind you and the sound of blast doors closing.
The man turned around, although sixty years old, but his face less wrinkles, hale and hearty, eyes sharp as an eagle, back straight green mountains, majestic.
Anderson, small in stature, stood in the hall, looking up at him with his head held high and his eyes reflecting a crystal light.
The man walked up to him and crouched down, all the way to the lowest level, level with Anderson.
A kind and gentle smile appeared on the pale face, "Do you know who I am?"
Anderson's voice was childish, but not without strength, "Grandpa, Ralph."
Ralph nodded, his approving gaze going back and forth over Anderson repeatedly.
"What's your name?" He asked gently.
"My name is Anderson. my mommy fell off a cliff into the sea but gave birth to me safely, so she named me, Anderson," Anderson explained in detail.
He knew that Grandpa was already under house arrest when Mummy and Grandma met. So he must not know anything about him.
"Well, good name." Ralph stroked the top of Anderson's head, "Your mother is good, not bad for my Ralph's daughter."
"Here, give me a good look." Ralph pulled Anderson close to him and looked him up and down carefully. A smile spread across his lips, "Nice, real nice."
"Are you scared?" Ralph saw that Anderson's face was flushed and unafraid, his eyes were not swollen, and there were no tear marks at the corners of his eyes. Although he did not know exactly what he had experienced, it was evident that this little guy, from beginning to end, had not been afraid.
Anderson shook his head, "There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Do you know how to play chess?" Ralph suddenly asked.
"Yes, I play chess, and Go." Anderson replied.
Ralph looked at him in amazement, "It's a bit difficult, you learned it so young? Dare you play a game of Go with me?"
"Yeah." Anderson nodded.
"Come. You sit down in the circle chair by the window and wait for me." Ralph said, taking a solid wood chessboard out of the cabinet, placing it on the coffee table in front of the lap chair, and taking out two boxes of good chess pieces.
The black and white pieces are clearly distinguished, the black pieces are made of ink cui, while the white pieces are of fine sheep's jade.
Ralph places the white pieces in front of himself.
Anderson suddenly said, "Grandpa, you take Blackie, you go first."
Ralph froze and took the black first, his grandson was going to give him the lead.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Hmm." Anderson exchanged the black and white pieces in the chess box. Placed the white disc in front of himself.
Ralph took out a black piece and landed on the golden horn, "I'll go then."
Anderson followed with a drop.
The hall is quiet and the stillness passes slowly.
Otis had been standing outside the door, waiting for a long time.
A few moments later, one of the guards came out to report.
Otis asked, "What did they say in there? Did they reveal anything, and did Ralph, the old fox, say anything?"
The guards shook their heads, "They didn't say anything."
Otis froze and looked at his watch, "It's been almost an hour, so what are they doing in there?"