“That’s his problem. I don’t care about how they’re gonna deal with his will. I won’t do anything evil.”
"Evil! Will being good bring you money? Why are you just like your grandpa? Mr. Dean is generous enough already. You should take the offer so he will be a long-term client."
Megan looked away. She didn’t want to see his ugly face, “It was all your fault. Luckily, Grandpa didn’t leave his skills or clinic to you! He was right.”
“That crappy clinic won’t make money anyway,” Miller rolled his eyes.
Grandpa would be so pissed off if he could hear this. Megan didn’t want to waste her tongue with this man anymore.
She only needed to know that these materials were real.
She whipped around and walked away.
Miller, however, caught up and grabbed her arm, “Don’t act like your grandpa.
