Chapter-9.
Ryan's POV:
"Where is he?" I firmly asked the caretaker once I reached Nana's place.
"He's in study," he fidgeted. I turned round making my way upstairs, "But, he instructed not to disturb." The caretaker informed in a fearful shaky voice and I sneered at him. The helpers and the staff were aware of my coldness and sternness.
The caretaker stilled and I fled towards Nana's room, upstairs.
"What do you think you're doing? This is not acceptable. I clearly disapproved it Nana." I enraged the moment I found him going through some papers as he rested on his armchair. He uplifted his gaze as he silently smirked. Taking off his glasses, he effortlessly and leisurely folded the papers and placed them aside on his big desk table.
He sighed glancing my way, "I wished to have no int
