Chapter 2: CH 2: Am I really his Grandson?
As the car zoomed off, a BMW parked in. The driver came down and held the door to the back of the car.
The guy wore a loose black silk shirt with leather cuffs and black trousers, he was the kind of guy that got more handsome the more you look at him. He could sense all the eyes on him watching him in awe, even without glancing at them. His rich chocolate hair, strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick that it could be illegal. He had black dreamy eyeballs, distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw, and his pale skin made him look devilishly handsome. He was Kyle Robert.
His bodyguards in formal attire escorted him into the airport, powerful aura emanating from him as he walked in briskly.
'Why doesn't my grandson look pleasing to my eye today' Grandpa Chris signed.
"You brat! What took you so long?" Grandpa Chris yelled at him.
"Welcome back, Grandpa. I'm sorry I took so long, the traffic was terrible. How was your flight?" Kyle answered.
"Look I've finally found a lady for you. You have to find her. She's very beautiful and has a white persian cat"
Kyle didn't mind that his Grandfather ignored his question, he couldn't be arguing with a 79 year old man.
"That's no problem, Grandfather. What is her name?" Kyle asked him, already planning in his mind how to tell the said lady off as this was not the first woman his grandfather will introduce to him.
"..."
Kyle looked at his grandfather dumbfounded, "You don't say, you forgot to ask for her name"
"It's all your fault, you brat!" His grandfather shouted.
"How is it my fault that you forgot to ask for her name?" Kyle mumbled, not daring to say it out loud.
"What did you say?!... "
" Nothing, Grandpa"
"Thankfully, she didn't delete the number she called on my phone" Grandpa Chris said smugly, as he stretched out his hand to Kyle.
It was at this moment that a lady ran through the two of them, causing Grandpa Chris to almost fall.
"SORRRRRYYYY" The lady shouted without looking back.
*coughs coughs* Grandpa Chris coughed out holding his chest.
"Grandfather, are you alright?" Kyle said as he moved to support him. "Get me the information of that careless lady. Make sure it's in my office before I get home". He said to his bodyguard, Martins.
Getting no response from his grandfather, he looks at him and saw that he was fixated on something scattered on the floor, what is that? ... It looked like... His grandfather's phone?!
Grandpa Chris moved towards the phone and felt like killing someone. He looked up to his grandson with murderous eyes... his only hint was gone.
Kyle being sensitive moved two steps backwards before speaking," I always told you to get a new phone but you never listen"
To Grandpa Chris, his grandson was the cause of it all.
"Shut up, brat! I don't care how you're going to do it but she must be present at my 80th birthday"
"But grandfather, that's in 6 months time" Kyle complained.
"Why? You don't think that you can do it? Do you need me to reconsider another heir, since you are not capable?"
'I'm your only grandson' Kyle thought before responding, " I'll find her"
"You had better... humph" Grandpa Chris scoffed as he entered into the car.
"This is giving me an headache already. Get it and send it over to the security department and see if they can get anything from it". Kyle told Martins pointing to scattered remains of the phone on the floor.
"Yes, Young master"
"Brat! Are you making this old man with for you?" Grandpa Chris called from inside the car.
Kyle signed as he entered through the other side of the car, thinking in his mind,
'Am I really his Grandson?'.
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