Chapter 234
Chapter 234
Elian’s words made Mr. Ashcroft glance over his shoulder at him.
The kid was sitting there on the couch, cool as a cucumber, with one leg crossed over the other, casually swiping through a 3D hologram only visible from his angle. From any other perspective, it was just a faint glow.
“You’re pretty confident, aren’t you, kid?” Mr. Ashcroft remarked with a hint of sarcasm. “Just don’t go getting too cocky and fall flat on your face.”
Elian raised an eyebrow. “Grandpa, do you know why it’s hard for those who come later to surpass the ones before?”
Mr. Ashcroft countered, “What do I know? Back in my day, your grandma and I were introduced by a matchmaker. But let me tell you, I was quite the dashing young man, and your grandma was a real beauty.”
Talking about the past brought a rare softness to Mr. Ashcroft’s rugged face, a glimpse of tenderness.
His wife had passed away many years ago due to illness. Because of his demanding job, he was rarely home. His children couldn’t understand him and grew distant, especially after their mother’s death. They moved overseas and seldom returned, barely keeping in touch with him.
Only his two grandchildren would occasionally visit during the holidays. It seemed they were the only ones who understood him. Though they grew up abroad, they felt a strong connection to their roots and held their grandfather in high esteem, something that gave Mr. Ashcroft great comfort. However, due to their circumstance, they still lived far away overseas and didn’t visit often.
In Mr. Ashcroft’s eyes, Elian was different. He wasn’t just treated as a grandson; he was more important than that.
Elian switched off the projection, his rebellious gaze tinged with pride and intensity. “That’s because some people fight tooth and nail,” he said, each word carrying a sharp edge and a fierce determination. Even with a smile, his possessive nature was palpable.
Upon hearing that, Mr. Ashcroft didn’t address further; he just shook his head, knowing full well that anyone who dared to snatch this young man’s woman would have a tough time.
Elian’s mind drifted back to that day at Miranda’s house, where in a cramped corner, he had confessed his feelings. Honestly, he had never planned to reveal his heart in that situation, or on that particular day.
Even though he had come to terms with his feelings, he had intended to take things slow. But Sebastian’s sudden move made him feel threatened, pushing him to confess to her directly that day.
Years of living on the edge taught him one thing: one couldn’t keep the thoughts bottled up. Some things, if left too long, slipped through your fingers. So, he had told her.
What Miranda thought didn’t matter to him. Whether she liked someone else or not was irrelevant. If she didn’t have someone, he’d make sure he became that person. If she did, he’d simply win her over.
He wasn’t one to back down or watch what he cherished be taken from him. So, no matter what, he wouldn’t let
- go.
“I hear someone’s already reached out to her,” Mr. Ashcroft said, stretching his neck and shoulders.
Elian nodded. “Yeah, some folks from the talent acquisition team, directly subordinate to the higher–up. They’re pretty crafty, found her real quick.”
He let out a cold chuckle.
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