Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant novel Chapter 217

After Peter took Blanca away, Blanca was a little absent-minded. They had a simple meal and then Peter sent her back.

When Blanca went back to the villa, the lights were off. It seemed that Matthew hadn't come back yet.

Although he was always busy with his work, he would come back home every day.

"Mrs. Grant, why do you come back so late? There are some snacks in the kitchen. Would you like to have some?" Mrs. Brown looked around behind Blanca but didn't see the person she was expecting. Then she looked at Blanca and asked, "It's so late. Where is Mr. Grant?"

"Well... He... He is busy with his work."

Blanca didn't want to tell Mrs. Brown about her resignation, because she was afraid that Mrs. Brown would be worried. She said, "I've already had dinner. I'm going to sleep now."

After she said this, she strode to her bedroom.

Looking at Blanca's back, Mrs. Brown was a little confused. "Why does Mrs. Grant walk so fast?"

After going back to the bedroom, Blanca was tossing and turning in bed.

On the other hand, the most famous entertainment place in this city was still noisy. Even if the box was closed, people in it could still hear the noisy heavy metal music outside.

Matthew unbuttoned his collar, and his hair was a little messy. He looked unruly and wild. Instead of sitting on the sofa, he sat on the floor covered with cashmere carpet. One of his legs was curled up, while the other leg reached out straight. His one arm was lazily placed on his knee.

In only twenty minutes, he had drunk a lot of wines.

"Hey, Matthew, do you ask me here to watch you drinking?" Another man in a white suit had also taken off his coat. He looked elegant and noble, but obviously, he was also a steady man.

Hearing this, Matthew frowned and seemed to be displeased with the man who had disturbed him, "Shut up."

"What's wrong with you?"

Charles White glared at him and was very dissatisfied with Matthew's attitude. He was so busy when Matthew called him, but he still came here to meet him. However, Matthew just drank alone, which made him so bored.

"Hey, are you dumped in love? You look so frustrated."

Charles kicked Matthew on his shoes, and Matthew immediately gave him a cold glance. "Do I look like someone who will be dumped?"

"You don't... But everything is possible."

Just as Charles was about to take this opportunity to ridicule Matthew, Matthew's phone suddenly rang. Matthew just took a look at it and didn't want to answer it. Charles glanced at the caller ID. It was Matthew's father. He asked Matthew, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Matthew was a little surprised to hear the phone ring. He wondered if it was Blanca. Maybe she found that he hadn't gone home yet, so she called him and wanted to say sorry to him.

But he didn't want to forgive her so soon, so he thought he should answer it after a while. But when Charles answered it and threw the phone at him, he finally found that it was his father.

"Matthew, what happened between your sister and the White family? Come back now."

Wilbert's slightly angry voice came from the phone. Normally, Wilbert wouldn't pay attention to such kind of thing, but Matthew keenly heard his stepmother's voice on the phone. She was inciting his father again. Obviously, Louise had gone to find his father and had put on a show again.

"I'm talking business. Bye."

Matthew was not in the mood to talk to them now, so he hung up the phone directly. Charles clicked his tongue and asked, "Your father? Did he ask about the matter of your sister and the White family?"

"Yes."

"Well, don't worry. No one likes Clark in our family. As a b*stard, he always makes trouble in the name of the White family. He is so unlucky this time because he has met you."

Charles also didn't like Clark. Clark was his half-blooded brother. He hated Clark very much. That b*stard was stupid and often made trouble.

Charles and Matthew grew up together, and the two families were both famous in Oakshire, so they got on well with each other since they were children.