19 The Fairy Grandfather (2/2)

The old man noticed the hungry stare of Lyndon so he suddenly cleared his throat to divert the man's attention.

”Since Misha is here, lets eat shall we?” the old man instigated. Lyndon nodded and gave out a smile towards him.

Misha quietly held her knife and fork. That night they had steak for dinner paired with exquisite red wine from their own winery in Italy. It was a simple and memorable dinner for the old man. As for the two, they didn't even exchanged words from the beginning until the end of dinner.

The old man had been quite observant of them. So, he quickly brought up the marriage preparations. ”Have you set the date for the wedding?” he suddenly asked when they were in the terrace catching fresh air.

The two immediately looked at each other then looked at the old man.

”Yes grandfather.” Misha was the one who answered.

”So when will it be?” the old man asked.

”On the 16th day of January.” she casually replied. She's been on her phone and not particularly paying attention to the two men. She's been chatting with Duke.

After hearing her answer, the old man nodded as if satisfied with her answer and fell into deep thinking. He wanted to have many grandchildren but he can't be blatantly open about it. Then an idea came up in to his brilliant mind.

”Where do you want to spend your honeymoon?” he just casually asked.

The two were surprised. They couldn't help but slightly panic. They've been exchanging glances as to whom will answer the question.

”We were still planning on that grandpa.” Lyndon answered. ”You know, I'm quite busy and so is Misha so we're currently considering if we will have one or not.” he added. Why is it you asked?”

”I see. Well, its true that you two are busy with each other's career but still think carefully about it , okay?” he just said. He didn't answer Lyndon's question.

How can he answer when he wanted to have a dozen of little Misha and little Lyndon to play with?

Lyndon noticed the peculiarity of the old man. He wanted Misha to know but he held his urge to. He wanted to know what's the reason of the old man's question. And more importantly, how can he fulfill it under the hate of Misha? He was lost in his thoughts. He glanced over his wristwatch and learned that its too late.

”Grandpa, I better leave now since its getting late. It's also bad for you.” he said with a little concern in his voice.

”Mmm..” the old man nodded. ”Misha, accompany him.”

”Yes grandpa.” she stood up from where she was seated. ”Let's go.” she said in a cold tone. Misha can't pretend now. She really can't pretend that long and be patient with him anymore. Lyndon just nodded and followed her out.

Throughout the evening, the old man was the one who instigated things. They didn't even realized that they have been found out by the old man. And as to what the old man plotting, they are oblivious.