Chapter 975: The Post-Marriage Mr. Farrell Holds No Authority

Tina walked out of the backyard, but the furious voice behind her still echoed loudly. “Brat! You’re going to kill me! Those treasures of mine are meant to be passed down for generations. Nobody—nobody—is getting their hands on them! Tell those little punks to stop eyeing them…” In the main hall, Ian and Jared had just finished a game of chess. Looking at the board, where he had narrowly prevailed by a single move, Ian nodded with a smile. “Not bad, not bad. Your chess skills are far better than your grandfather’s. That old man always cheats, using every trick in the book to win.” Jared withdrew his hand and replied with a laugh, “Grandfather, your chess skills are unparalleled. It’s not just my grandfather who isn’t your match; even I have to admit defeat.” Ian laughed heartily. “You’re a good kid. If your grandfather heard this, he’d probably say you’re siding with me instead of him.” Just as Ian stood up, Tina arrived, an air of confidence and mischief evident on her f