Chapter 20 Unfilial


    Inside the car, Elena kept quiet, and the heat on her face didn’t dissipate. Her left hand was held tightly


    by Logan. She tried to pull it out, only to have his grip tightened even more.


    It was when she got out of the car that Logan finally let go of her. His voice was gentle, "Grandpa''s


    here, and don''t be too formalter."


    Elena''s movement to get out of the car froze abruptly. She had seen Logan’ grandpa at the wedding,


    whose strict face was even colder than Logan. The mere thought of meeting him made her shiver.


    "Grandpa''s actually nice. You..." Logan couldn''t help butugh at her stiff appearance, "Don''t be too


    scared. You can''t be eaten anyway."


    "I... I''m not!" Elena was seen through and retorted with a red face. But thankfully, her panic was calmed


    because of his words.


    When they walked inside the house, Mia immediately came over with their slippers, "Sir, Madame,


    wee back."


    Elena nodded and whispered, "Where''s Grandpa?"


    "The old master is in his study ying chess by himself, bored out of his mind. But he won''te


    down even when he''s called." Mia replied as she took Logan''s coat and hung it up.


    Elena subconsciously nced at Logan, who reached over and held her hand, "Go y chess with


    Grandpa."


    She?


    Elena grimaced bitterly, feeling the urge to cry as Logan pursed his lips and smiled, "Of course,


    Grandpa likes to bully newbies who can''t y chess."


    "I..." She curled her lips slightly and blinked at him innocently, "So will you stay with me?"


    Logan seemed to be waiting for these words from her, lowering his voice in a doting manner with a big


    smile, "Okay."


    Jacob followed behind, exchanging a look with Mia. They could see by all ounts that he was


    delightful.


    Inside the study, the grandpa was ying chess by himself, muttering something that they couldn’t


    hear clearly.


    Logan took her hand and entered the study, "What are you ying with yourself, Grandpa?"


    The grandpa turned his head and frowned with severity. Elena gave a jolt and stood straight, who


    looked like standing at attention, "Gran... Grandpa!"


    The grandpa looked up and down at the granddaughter-inw in front of him. The more he looked at


    her, the more serious his face became. A cold sweat ran down Elena''s forehead and she didn''t dare to


    speak.


    Logan watched them and sighed imperceptibly, "Grandpa, don''t tease her."


    "What did I do to her? Can''t I look at my granddaughter-inw? You cherish her too much!" he curled


    his lips with his serious look disappearing instantly. Elena looked at him with her jaw dropped, a little


    confused.


    The grandpa didn''t care that she was dazed, and familiarly took her hand, "Come, let me see. I didn''t


    even get a chance to have a closer look at you at the wedding before myrade-in-arms dragged me


    to drink."


    The grandpa’s name was George Brown, a veteran. He looked a little scary on the face, but inside he


    was just an old urchin. He insisted on letting Elena apany him to y chess, but she did not know


    how to y and waspletely defeated.


    "Haha!" George smiled broadly. The more he looked at Elena, the more satisfied he was, "It''s better to


    have a granddaughter-inw. Logan never gives in to me when ying chess, not even a single piece,


    and doesn''t allow me to retract a false move in a chess game!"


    George was happy, but Elena was about to cry out. After getting familiar with him, there was less


    restraint, "Grandpa, I won’t y with you. I don’t know how to y!"


    George red, "No way. If you don''t stay with me, who will?"


    Logan felt apologetic and held her hand softly, "I''ll teach you."


    Elena''s eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly. George hesitated, "Okay, but you can only hint, and


    can''t tell her directly!"


    Logan raised his eyebrows, obviously confident. And soon the chessboard was set up again, but the


    situation was immediately reversed. Seeing that Elena ended up eating his ‘general’ without hesitation,


    George was not happy, "No, no, how can Ipete with you two!"


    "But that''s not what you just said, Grandpa." Sheughed.


    George pushed the chess pieces, "No more games then. You two youngsters are ganging up on an old


    man. How unfilial!"


    Logan was helpless, "Grandpa..."


    "Hmph!" George snorted arrogantly and got up with his cane, "I''m old, and my brain doesn''t work as


    fast as you youngsters. You don’t even give in to me when ying chess, s! I''d better get back to


    the old butler and ask him to y with me!"


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    "Grandpa, you''re not trying to y tricks when you lose, are you?" Logan said quietly.


    The old master’s thought was revealed, and he instantly raged at him, "You brat!"


    Elena watched the bickering between the grandpa and grandson and couldn’t help but smile. She felt


    she was more familiar with Logan and didn’t have that strange feeling.


    Mia came upstairs and knocked on the door, "Master, the food is ready. Would you like to eat it now or


    later?"


    "Now, now, now!" George replied anxiously, turning around and shaking his head innocently at Logan,


    "It’s because I remember that I’m hungry and need to eat. What''s the point of ying chess? What if I


    starve my grandson-inw!"


    With that, he took Elena''s hand and headed out, "Elena, let''s have dinner. This brat wants to y


    chess and let him y by himself!"


    Elena was pulled along and turned her head to look at Logan, who moved his wheelchair and followed


    them down the stairs.


    After they had finished dinner, George and Mia talked about something secretly. They whispered


    together. Elena happened toe in with the dishes, and Mia snatched them up at once, "Madame,


    just let me do these, and you can have a rest!"


    George cleared his throat and looked seriously at Elena, saying meaningfully, "Elena,e here. I


    have something to ask you."


    Elena was filled with confusion, "OK."


    "Ahem!" George looked around and saw that Logan was not there, then he lowered his voice, "That


    brat, does he sleep in a different room from you?"


    Elena''s body froze for a moment, unsure of how she should respond.


    George took her hand and encouraged, "What are you afraid of? Just be honest and tell me. If that brat


    bullies you, I''ll help you get justice!"


    "No!" Lest he misunderstood, Elena immediately exined and blushed, "I’m afraid I''d wake him up in


    the middle of the night. And he doesn''t want me to see him like that, so he moves to the other room."


    The old master was silent for a moment. He was Logan''s grandfather, and the rtionship between


    them was good. He knew that Logan had high self-esteem. Thinking about his leg, he couldn''t help but


    let out a long sigh, "Elena, I like you because I know that you don''t mind Logan''s legs. You are a good


    girl."


    Elena''s cheeks burned a little at thepliment and she shook her head, "Grandpa, I''m not as good as


    you think."


    The reason why she got together with Logan at first was a mistake. But now, the mistake kept on going.


    George''s grip on her hand tightened slightly. Elena could detect that George ''s hand was trembling a


    little, "Silly child, whether you are good or not can be seen clearly."


    He thought of the other girl the Bush family had brought here before. Although Mason talked about


    marrying his daughter to Logan, he couldn''t see an ounce of kindness in that woman.


    "Grandpa, what are you doing here?" Logan''s low voice suddenly rang out behind them.


    Both George and Elena jumped in shock, looked at Logan, andined, "Why didn''t you make any


    noise at all!"


    "..."


    Elena broke away from George''s hand and blushed, not daring to look at him, "I have to work hard for


    the interview, so I''m going upstairs first!"


    Logan nced at George and spoke in a calm tone, "What did you just say to Elena?"


    "I... What can I say?" George dodged his pursuing gaze, and was pushed to the limit and threw his


    hand away, "Gee, what can I say? I''m just asking about the baby."


    George said, and couldn''t help but sigh, "I''ve lived most of my life, and have been hoping for you to


    have children. But you don''t seem to be trying at all, and don''t know how to please your wife."


    Logan was awkward, knowing why Elena blushed just now. It was George’s fault.