Chapter 411

Jordan let out a sigh of relief and handed his phone to the butler. Jodie, kneeling in front of the desk, saw how fast he hung up the phone. Her tone turned anxious as she asked, "Grandpa, what did Uncle Ethan say?" "He doesn't like Grace." Jodie clenched her fists even tighter, and tears started streaming down her face. As expected, the more he liked Grace, the less he was willing to admit it. Jordan picked up his fountain pen and wanted to continue practicing, but his brows slightly furrowed when he saw how heartbroken Jodie was. "Jodie, why do you care so much about Ethan's marriage? If you have time, try to talk some sense into your mother. Don't tell the whole world about our family's dirty laundry." Jodie slowly stood up, feeling only numbness in both her legs. She wiped her cheeks twice. "Grandpa, don't you find it strange that a golden boy like Uncle Ethan, who lost the use of his legs back then, didn't hold Grace accountable? Isn't it possible that he already liked her