Chapter 56 We Are Dancing


    When they were talking, Horace controlled his wheelchair to slide slowly onto the dance floor along


    with the rhythm of the music.


    ra was in his arms, dancing under the bright lights with him. The bystanders were stunned by this


    scene.


    ra was surprised.


    She looked at Horace''s handsome face in front of her, which was perfect and wless. His eyes and


    brows looked soft with a smile instead of indifference on normal days, which made him look more


    charming like a diamond.


    Such a handsome man…


    Such a handsome man was her husband…


    Horace''s wheelchair moved slowly, which shocked people. Even Ashlee, who was eye-catching in the


    middle of the dance floor, couldn''t help stopping at this time.


    "Dancing in a wheelchair?" She was surprised. But soon, she turned to be jealous and sarcastic.


    "Disability is disability. It''s pathetic."


    Ashlee wanted tough at them. But looking at Horace''s handsome face and their beautiful posture,


    she suddenly felt that her sarcasm was powerless.


    Other bystanders around her changed from shock to envy.


    "My God, I know for the first time that one can be so charming just sitting in a wheelchair?"


    "I envy ra. Her husband loves her so much, who is so romantic and excellent."


    "He deserves to be the second young master." Among them, some older ones thought about the


    ident that year and sighed, "What a great young man that year! If there wasn''t the kidnapping, eh?"


    ra, who was sitting on Horace''sp, noticed what the people around her were talking about. Since


    she didn''t hear clearly, she couldn''t help looking up.


    However, Horace suddenly stopped her by pinching her chin.


    "Do you care what they say?" Horace understood ra.


    ra smiled a bit awkwardly.


    "Ignore them," Horace whispered, loosening his hand and turning it into a gentle touch. "You just need


    to enjoy the moment."


    Horace''s voice was deeper than usual as if it had magic. Seemed to be bewitched, ra nodded and


    put her hand around his neck, sliding slowly with him on the dance floor.


    Seeing how cooperative ra was, Horace''s lips were slightly raised.


    Meanwhile, at the top of the stairs, the second floor.


    Standing straight, Russell was looking at the dance floor with a condescending manner.


    He was slightly moved by watching ra who smiled brightly and Horace with a faint smile dancing on


    the dance floor.


    How long hadn''t he seen Horace smile like this?


    "Master." At this time, a white-haired butler came up, "It''s almost time. Is it time to see off the guests


    and arrange for young masters anddies to amodate here?"


    "Yes, it''s time." Russell looked back up and nodded, "By the way, call that girl ra to my study."


    After saying that, Russell turned to the study.


    The dance soon ended. In the end, the person who sought the limelight was not Ashlee who was the


    nominal protagonist, but ra who sat on Horace''sp all night.


    As thest song finished, ra stood up. Before recovering, she suddenly saw an old man like a butler


    walking toward her, who said respectfully, "Madam, pleasee with me to the study."


    ra froze.


    Was Russell looking for her?


    Was it because of the photo just now?


    Thinking of Russell''s sharp eyes, ra felt nervous and instinctively looked at Horace.


    Horace just nodded slightly. "It''s OK. Although grandpa has a grumpy temper, he is not unreasonable."


    After hearing what Horace said, ra felt relieved and followed the old butler to the study on the


    second floor.


    Russell''s study was very quaint with the smell of sanders. When ra walked into it, she suddenly had


    the illusion of traveling through ancient times.


    Russell had changed to his robe and sat behind his desk. He focused on her with his fierce eyes since


    she entered the door.


    ra tried to calm herself, went to her desk, and said respectfully, "Sir."


    "What do you call me?" Russell asked seriously.


    ra was stunned and didn''t react.


    "Now that you have married Horace, you should call me Grandpa like he does." Seeing that ra


    didn''t understand, Russell reluctantly exined. Finally, he added with a sneer, "There''s a big


    difference between you and your sister, who can''t wait to call me Grandpa. But you as a


    granddaughter-inw didn''t."


    A hint of panic shed across ra''s eyes.


    Russell knew that she and Ashlee were sisters.


    But after thinking, it was impossible that Russell hadn''t investigated her since she married Horace for


    so long.


    However, since Russell let her call him Grandpa, he didn''t mean to disown her. She felt a bit relieved


    and called out gently, "Grandpa."


    Russell nodded with satisfaction, and raised his chin, "Sit down."


    After ra sat down, she heard Russell''s words with dignity, "What do you think I''mseeing you for?"


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    "Maybe it''s about the pictures at the party." ra plucked up her courage to look up at him. Since she


    had this opportunity, she wanted to exin, "Grandpa, these photos are actually—"


    But before she exined, Russell had already raised his hand to stop her.


    "You don''t have to exin to me." Russell sounded a little impatient. "Do you think I haven''t


    investigated you since you have married Horace so long?"


    The word "investigate" was very clever, which expressed his idea.


    Not only did he investigate what happened two years ago, but also the truth, so he knew that ra was


    framed.


    ra realized why Russell wasn''t surprised or even med her after he saw the photo.


    He had known for a long time.


    ra breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Thank you, grandpa."


    "You don''t have to thank me." Russell snorted coldly, "Do you think I didn''t me you because you


    were innocent?"