Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 2004

"So you were getting this worked up just to prepare a gift for her?"

Channing held the heavy safe, weighing it in his hands with a wicked smirk. "This is your entire life's fortune. You're just giving it to a woman you've never even met without a second thought, and it doesn't hurt at all?"

"And for my great-grandson," the old man chuckled, the wrinkles on his face deepening. "It's a shame. It would've been nice if it was a great-granddaughter."

That old geezer next door had a great-granddaughter and paraded her around all day. It made Alaric grind his teeth in jealousy.

But even without a great-granddaughter, he had a great-grandson!

He had seen pictures of that girl; she was absolutely gorgeous.

And Channing, this brat... well, he was decent-looking enough.

Any baby they made would be exceptionally beautiful.

When the time came, he'd carry the baby around and show off, letting that old neighbor taste his own bitter medicine.

"Whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as they're healthy."

Alaric thought for a moment and added, "Take good care of that girl. A man yielding to his woman is a blessing."

"Thank you for the advice, Grandpa," Channing nodded, placing the safe back. "But your granddaughter-in-law is a woman of principle. If I just bring this back, she might not accept it."

"Let's wait until I bring her to see you, and you can give it to her yourself."

"Fair enough." The old man considered it and agreed it made sense. "I heard your father threw a massive fit."

"It's fine, he's still breathing." Channing smirked faintly, looking completely unfazed. "He told me to break up with Coralie, abort the kid, and pin everything on her."

"That rotten bastard!" Hearing this, the old man erupted in fury. "He's the child's biological grandfather, and he actually dared to say something so monstrous! If I were in the front hall, I would've broken his legs."

"What's the situation with the Political Council?"

"They're furious but don't dare speak up," Channing replied truthfully. "Do I really need their permission to date, marry, and have a kid?"

"Well done!" The old man scoffed coldly. "Those old foxes at the Political Council would love nothing more than to use this to drag you down. You have to show them who's boss."

"Yeah."

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