Howard’s POV
Leonard sat on the sofa and looked at me with an expression of hatred. It would be false to say that I am not distressed, but it is also true to be angry. If the company secretary hadn't spilled the beans, I would have been kept in the dark and didn't know anything. I lowered my head. This was indeed an oversight on my part, and even if I tried to argue, it would be weak.
"You can't take care of your woman yourself, how can you let me, an old man like me, take care of it for you?"
I lowered my head and did not dare to speak. In front of my grandfather, I had no room to talk. No matter how reluctant I am, I can only hold it in especially when I've been a total jacka*s for three years. What's more, what Grandpa said makes sense.
"Isabella also doesn't feel safe, so she took
