Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 854 He Treats His Granddaughters Differently

The exquisite inkwell fell on the floor, but it did not shatter as ordinary ones would.

However, one of its corners chipped off when it hit the floor, giving it an ugly imperfection.

Leia pretended to cover her mouth. She half-closed her eyes to hide the cunning in her gaze. "Sorry for bumping into you, Bianca, but... you broke Grandpa's favorite inkwell! Don't you know that it's an antique? Dad bought it at his old friend's auction at a high price. Grandpa usually keeps it safe, but you..."

Bianca's heart skipped a beat when she saw the inkwell on the floor. She had an ominous feeling about it.

She had never seen that small antique before, but she could tell from the exquisite carvings that it was worth a lot of money. It was a pitiful sight that it lay broken on the floor.

At the same time, the old couple came into the study.

Old Mr. Norman could sense that the atmosphere in the study was not quite right. "What's wrong?" He asked sternly.

Leia hurriedly ran next to Old Mr. Norman, pointed deliberately at the inkwell on the floor, and spoke with fake regret, "Grandpa, Bianca accidentally broke your inkwell. She didn't mean to, please don't blame her

Old Mr. Norman's eyes fell on the lonely inkwell on the floor. For a brief moment, his brown eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger.

A vein on his forehead bulged as well.

"Why would you suddenly break the inkwell, Bianca? How could

your grandpa's most treasured possession. He doesn't even let me touch it, but you've broken it! You're already a grown

Norman crouched down on the floor, picked up the pieces of the broken

He was trembling slightly, and his usually straight back was

her heart wrenched as she saw her grandfather gazing dearly at the broken inkwell

was looking at her innocently but

Leia would go to

the

her grandfather pick up the pieces. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. This is entirely my fault.

Old Mrs. Norman was not going to let go of the chance to

asthma flared up the last time she was here. Before that, she brought us some tea,

her lower lip, and her face

her grandmother was not fond of her, but when she heard

at his wife and said sternly, "How can you say that about our granddaughter? Bea doesn't have any ulterior motive when she comes to visit us. She visited us

instead, you ate the venison that she brought me. Bea even reminded you that you shouldn't

better knowing that her grandfather was on

was sobbing. "This is indeed my fault. Don't

that Old Mr. Norman would still be