Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Jim stared at Matthew with bloodshot eyes.

He never thought his brother would say such a thing!

All that said was that he’d fooled around with women so much that he was dragging everything onto women.

“We’re a family, Matthew. Is this how you treat family?” Jim raged. He sprang out of his chair, emanating aggression.

He had actually come back late, but it was because some third-rate model had stood him up. He was still seething.

“You’re technically my family. Of course I know that.” Matthew sat, completely at ease, on the sofa, long legs folded. Holding a cup of coffee, he looked up slightly and his reply was casual.

Jim’s face started to tremble.

This big brother of his never took him seriously!

Matthew?!” Jim couldn’t hold back. Usually he grinned and bore everything

the scene before him unfold, the old man didn’t make any extraneous

coldly, “Both of

“Grandpa…”

piercing gaze sweep the room, and her courage hammered away. If Grandpa really lost his temper,

to hang in the air above

him over. “Just let them go at it, Grandpa. They’re red-blooded young men and get impulsive when they talk, you know?

pleased. He looked at

“Okay.”

It was really only Jim staring down Matthew like a caged beast.

never seemed to

did was probably over that

of her head and

the old man made her happier than she ever had been, until… the old man finished one set of script and Blanca