Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 072

Burton said while driving, "I asked them just now, but no one admitted it." They didn't dare to do that in general, but how did Grandma know? August thought about the question and failed to find an answer. As he watched the car run onto the main road, he took out his phone and called Lucia directly. After a few beeps, she finally answered at the other end. The woman's voice came, sounding a bit cold. "Hello?"

Hearing the impatience in her tone, August subconsciously frowned and asked in the same cold way, 'Is Grandma with

you?"

Hearing that, Lucia at the other end turned to look at the white-haired old lady, who was sleeping on her small floral bed, and replied quietly, "Yeah." August frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Then why didn't you call and tell me?" Grandma was so old that she usually had someone with her when she went out. However, she was out alone all afternoon today. He had been worried about her all the time. However, Lucia didn't even call and tell him that Grandma was with her! Lucia heard the reproach in the man's tone. Her grip on the phone tightened a bit as she frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Why should I call you? It's your responsibility to watch over Grandma, isn't it?" Her questions caught him off guard and August actually found himself speechless. Anger flickered in his cold eyes as he

said in a cold voice, "I'm coming over now." After that, he directly hung up the phone. Lucia looked at the interface showing that he had hung up on her. She was both angry and annoyed. He had the impudence to blame her when he was responsible for it. What the hell? Putting away his phone, August ordered with a cold face, "Drive faster."

Burton immediately said yes. He gingerly raised his eyes and glanced at August in the rearview mirror, feeling nervous.

He rarely saw August so angry and couldn't tell if the man was angry with the old lady or with Lucia. The car ran at high speed down the road and finally arrived at the entrance of Lucia's neighborhood. August got out of the car and rushed to Lucia's home. He suppressed the anger in his heart as he raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Click."

She saw the man standing outside in a steel­gray suit, which looked distinctive with his upright figure. He had a perfectly handsome face that was impeccable,

was grabbed and she was pulled

down. "What... are you doing?" August frowned. "Why didn't you call me? Do you know how worried I was?" His questions sounded a bit ambiguous at first. Lucia felt her heart fluttering

looked towards where the voice came from practically at

August with a bit of anger in her

hesitated for a split second before he released her wrist. "Bastard! Who do you think you are? You divorced Lucia without telling

hold her hand after the divorce?" Grandma was so angry that she knocked on the floor with her stick

your fault?" August lowered his head as Grandma admonished him. His eyelashes

hadn't expected Grandma to do this to her grandson. The anger that had been haunting her was

"Sit down." Lucia and August both sat down in the chairs. Grandma looked around at them coldly and finally fixed her eyes on August. "Tell me, why did you get divorced?" After all, she didn't believe Lucia's claim that the two of them had divorced because they weren't right for each other. She had lived for decades, so she knew better than that. Without a doubt, it couldn't be that simple. August's face slightly darkened. He seemed to have thought it over before he moved his lips and said gently. "It's my fault. Lucia didn't do anything wrong." Hearing that, Lucia was surprised

parted, "I failed her." "You!" Grandma's face darkened. She raised her hand in anger and there was a resounding slap as she struck

curse, "Bastard!" Her body trembled with anger. At last,