Chapter 8
Kay.
"You are going soft, Ace, and I don't like it one bit," a familiar voice scolds my father harshly.
"I'm not soft, okay? I just wanted to be there for her. She needs me, Dad." My father tries to make him understand, but I know his words are probably falling on deaf ears.
" Why are Grayson and his men still alive? he should be gone already. You didn't even tell me, I had to find out from Marcello," the voice becomes exaggeratedly louder.
"Because I knew what you would have done, Father. It was the wrong time to start a war, and that's what you would have done. "
" There is never a wrong or right time for war, Ace, as long as that person messes with my princess," Grandpa argues.
"It's a wrong time for me when my daughter needs me. I will always choose her before war, Father."
"Don't worry, I'm here to do your job for you; you should have just told me when it happened," he sighs, and finally lowers his voice.
Wow!
Grandfather has always been so hard on my father.
He always expects too

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