The Billionaire's Genius Wife

Chapter 54 Engaged



It's hard to understand what's going on at the moment. Xander's grandfather was very kind to her and possessed a gentle expression when he looked at and talked to her.

'Is this old man really Xander's grandfather!? Why is he so friendly to me?' Scarlett felt confused.

Before entering this house, she still remembers that Xander reminded her to be aware of his grandfather's attitude, which might hurt her feelings.

But now, everything Xander said was different from what she saw — this old man was kind. She felt so comfortable talking to him. The funny thing was that she thought this old man was her grandfather.

Seeing this old man's warm smile made all her doubts and anxiety vanish.

"Ok, stop talking. Let's start eating..." Old Riley claps his hands, and soon a few servants in uniform enter the dining room with a warm dish in their hands.

It wasn't long before the food was served on the table.

"My child, you should eat more. You look thin." Old Riley said in concern.

Scarlett could only nod slowly.

Is she skinny? Of course not. Since returning to this country and enjoying her free time on Island B, she had noticed that she had gained weight.

"You need more meat to gain stamina. I can see your face is pale too. Does this brat bully you every night!?" Old Riley said, then he glared at Xander. "Brat, can you be gentle to your wife?"

Xander froze. He turned his gaze to his grandfather.

"What are you talking about, grandfather? How could I bully my wife?" his voice was raised. It was clear he was not pleased with what his grandpa said.

Scarlett was simply speechless. She completely understood what this old man was talking about. She lowered her head to hide her flushed face.

"Yes, you shouldn't. But it would help if you were respectful and gentle to your wife. She is still young, don't make her suffer..." Old Riley shook his head, annoyed with his Grandson.

Scarlett, "..."

'Grandpa! I'm not suffering... Your Grandson hasn't even touched my hair. So don't worry!!' Scarlett answered the old man in her heart as she lowered her head and stuffed a slice of meat into her mouth.

pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ Xander couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could this old man discuss this at the dinner table?

'What deep grudge do you have against me, grandpa!?'

This topic was embarrassing, especially when Scarlett was with them. And his marriage to Scarlet was fake. There was no romance in their marriage. How could he touch her? Bully her? Maybe in his fantasy, yes!

Xander took a deep breath as he looked at his grandfather, "Can we eat in peace?"

After a while, they finally ate quietly. Old Riley didn't talk about those weird things anymore.

Scarlett went back to enjoying her dinner. And only then did she realize how delicious the food she was eating was. She feels like having dinner at a fancy restaurant in a five-star hotel. She was sure that the chef in this house was not just a random chef but at least a Michelin one-star chef.

"Delic...." She stopped, feeling embarrassed when she realized she was at the same table as Old Riley and Xander.

She wanted to express her feelings about this food but couldn't. Somehow, she really misses Cruz, her food slave fellow.

After Old Riley finished his dinner, he started talking to Scarlett. They spoke of many things, from food to B island. They looked familiar as if they had known each other for a long time.

The closeness between Scarlett and Old Riley could make Xander, who has been silent all this time, feel suspicious.

'This old man must be up to something! Judging by his attitude, his plan might not be good.' Xander thought.

But he had no time to worry about all of this now. He pretended not to be interested in their conversation and just enjoyed his food.

"Scarlett, can this old man ask you something?" Suddenly Old Riley's voice turned serious. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and shot Scarlett a serious but not intimidating look.

"Yes, Mr. Riley… you may ask."

"My child, you better start calling me Grandpa." He paused for a light smile and continued after seeing the girl nodded. "Mmm... This old man wants to know, do you know The Morrisons who live in NY?"

Scarlett was surprised to hear that. It took her a few seconds to remember where she had seen this grandpa. "Yes, grandfather, I know them..."

Old Riley nodded as if pleased with his correct guess.

"Two years ago, did you come to Old Morrison's birthday party?" Old Riley asked again.

"Yes. I think I saw you at the party."

"Indeed!!! Bwahaha... the first time I saw you, I immediately knew that you were the same as the girl I saw there..." Old Riley couldn't help but laugh happily because of this coincidence.

God works strangely. How could they meet again in this way? This little girl now became his granddaughter-in-law.

"Me too, Grandpa. I knew it was you right away..." Scarlett also laughed, remembering those times. Considering that she was only briefly introduced at that time, she didn't know this grandpa's name.

Xander, who was quietly eating, suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked alternately at his grandfather and Scarlett.

'So, they met before at Morrison's house?' Xander was surprised.

Now he understood why his grandfather's attitude had suddenly changed. Apparently, it had something to do with Scarlett's identity, who knew Patrick Morrison's family, his grandfather's best friend.

He wouldn't have to worry about tonight's dinner if he knew this. Everything will be fine now. He felt relieved.

"It's true, but that time our meeting was concise. And now, something has been bothering me. That's why I wanted to ask you this..." Old Riley's voice was low, but Scarlett felt something was wrong with his tone and expression — he looked displeased.

"What's wrong, Grandpa? You may ask," she said calmly.

"Why did you marry my Grandson? If I am not mistaken, Old Morrison said you are engaged to his Grandson, Rex."

Suddenly the room fell silent.

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