Chapter 245: Chapter 245

Pop finished his lunch, and even had some post-meal fruit—two sliced red kiwi fruits.

The little munchkin patted his round belly, contentedly climbed down from the sofa, ready to go home.

"Hmm?" The Old Master was still peeling the third kiwi for her.

"I’m full~ Going home~"

She was polite enough to know she needed to say goodbye to the adults before leaving.

First, she waved to Old Master Grant, then quickly waved to Sarah Grant: "Bye-bye, sister~"

Finally, Pop walked over to Finn Grant and hinted: "Uncle, I’m full~ See you next time~"

With the experience of running away from the Sterling Residence last time and not managing to travel fifty meters, the little munchkin already realized her own smallness.

This weird uncle’s house was also large, so with her short legs, she simply couldn’t get out on her own.

So Pop wanted Finn Grant to drive her home, given he was the one who brought her in.

Having received the hint, Finn Grant raised his eyebrows: "Little one, did you think I invited you over as a guest?"

The little munchkin didn’t understand the adult grudges, so she wasn’t scared by Finn Grant’s attitude. Instead, she showed a semblance of understanding by bending her little body and bowing to him: "Thank you, uncle~ The meal was nice~"

It seemed in the little one’s eyes, she really was a guest.

Finn Grant nearly laughed out of irritation; the little one didn’t cry or fuss when she was brought back, but now, having eaten and drunk her fill, she began wanting to go home.

Finn Grant seriously suspected she came just to mooch food.

However, faced with such a little one, Finn Grant had no tactics he could employ.

Hit her? He couldn’t! Scold her, she wouldn’t understand!

It was the first time Old Master Grant saw Finn Grant at a loss, mercilessly taunting him: "You caught someone’s daughter, fed her well and treated her kindly, now you need to obediently send her back. Don’t you think you brought this on yourself?"

"Henry Willow had a child behind my sister’s back, shouldn’t I teach him a lesson?"

"And what can you do about it now?"

Even though Finn Grant was feared like King Yama outside, the Old Master knew his grandson’s true nature the best.

Finn Grant was still stubborn: "Right now, Henry Willow is stuck outside the door, can’t get in; letting him fret is just fine!"

As soon as he spoke these words, a sudden loud noise came from the direction of the Grant Residence’s main gate.

It sounded like something had collapsed.

Soon, the entire Grant family’s security alarm system started blaring.

Finn Grant received a report from the guard at the gate, saying Henry Willow brought help and directly dismantled the Grant family’s gate.

"What’s happening, brother?" Sarah was startled by the loud noise, a bit panicked.

"It’s fine, take Grandpa and the little one upstairs to avoid it; don’t come down without my permission!" Finn instructed her.

Just as Sarah finished pushing the Old Master onto the second floor, Henry Willow and Conrad Sterling broke in surrounded by Grant family’s black-suited security guards.

Upon seeing Conrad Sterling, Finn immediately snorted coldly: "I was wondering how a wimp like Henry Willow had the guts to barge in; turns out it’s all you. Conrad Sterling, I remember last time to sneak into my house you silently disabled the security system, this time you directly dismantled my gate, how do we settle these accounts?"

"Whatever the cost, I’ll pay you all; list the specific amount and have your secretary give it to me tomorrow."

Seeing Conrad come in on a wheelchair, Finn quickly found a new point to attack him: "Heard you got hit by a car, and you’re severely injured yet crawled out of a hospital bed to back Henry up, helping him demand his daughter from me? Ha, no wonder you two are good buddies, even sharing a wheelchair! You know, you two are like a four-word combo—bad karma seeking no respite!"

Today Conrad wasn’t here to exchange verbal jabs with Finn; he only cared about Pop’s condition: "Enough talk, where’s the person?"

Did he think what Finn said was pointless?

Finn Grant was a petty and vengeful person, so he straightforwardly ’reciprocated’ by ignoring Conrad, and said directly to Henry Willow, "Henry, isn’t the daughter yours? Yet you get someone unrelated to demand her from me, you’re really a wimp to the core."

"Young Master Willow, I think you misunderstood..."

Henry Willow hadn’t finished explaining to Finn when suddenly a childish voice came from overhead: "Daddy~"

The three men simultaneously looked up and saw Pop peeping down from the gaps in the second-floor wooden railing.

Seeing the child about to come down, Finn immediately instructed Sarah: "Take her back to the room."

"Ah?" Sarah glanced at Henry Willow, looking a bit conflicted.

She stepped forward to take Pop’s hand but didn’t forcefully bring her back to the room, instead assisting her safely downstairs.

"Is this all you’re capable of?" Finn was really frustrated by the pig teammate hidden beside him.

Sarah dared not look at him, her only thought now was to return Henry’s daughter to him.

However, just as Pop was about to be led to Henry, she suddenly swerved away, released Sarah’s hand, and dashed towards Conrad.

The little munchkin was probably too excited to see Daddy, she pounced onto Conrad’s injured leg and brushed against him: "Daddy~"

Conrad had heard Pop was taken away by this lunatic Finn, and today forced himself to leave the hospital, at that moment his leg was likely past the anesthetic.

But seeing Pop okay was enough, he patted the little munchkin’s head and asked: "Were you bullied?"

Though Finn’s reputation in the business world wasn’t great, he wouldn’t bother a little child.

It was Pop’s action of pouncing on Conrad that surprised him.

"Little one, who exactly is your dad?"

Though Pop’s pronunciation was unclear, she was noticeably closer to Conrad between Henry Willow and Conrad.

Even Sarah realized: "Henry, isn’t she your daughter? You lied to me?"

The current stalemate could only be broken by the little munchkin oblivious to these messy complex relationships.

Pop tugged Conrad’s sleeve, her expression quite proud as she announced: "My Daddy~"

Then Pop pointed at Finn: "Uncle fed Pop a meal~"

The little munchkin answered Conrad’s previous question; uncle not only didn’t bully her but took great care of her, telling Daddy not to worry.

Yet Finn outright denied it: "I didn’t!"

Realizing this was Conrad’s daughter filled Finn with unease.

This was much more upsetting than when he initially thought she was Henry’s daughter!

"Henry, you damn well dared to mess with me?"

Finn was about to grab Henry’s collar to settle the score.

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Conrad’s child... isn’t she also Anna Thornton’s child?

Anna told Finn she had a daughter; Finn didn’t believe her at first, even showed him photos.

But Anna kept a trump card, showing Finn photos of Pop when she was just born.

Children change rapidly in the first three years; Finn couldn’t recognize her even seeing Pop in person.

Now worried if his behavior in front of the girl he fancied’s child wasn’t good enough, wondering if being somewhat stern would reduce the little one’s impression of him?

Such a young child leaving a psychological shadow, affecting Anna and her bringing her to live in the Grant Residence later, wouldn’t be good.

Yet asking him to please a three-year-old in front of Conrad, Finn couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Especially watching the father-daughter duo’s affectionate scene... damn, what was this?

"Conrad, I see you’ve been unlucky lately. Best to stay away from Anna and her daughter to avoid harming others."

Finn said, ready to step forward to take Pop back and personally send her home, with the added reason to see Anna.

But Conrad wasn’t bothered by pain, actually directly hoisting Pop onto his lap.

Pop had ridden in a pushcart when she was little, but it was her first time sitting in a wheelchair, and she was extremely excited.

"Conrad, do you have any manly dignity left? Anna and her daughter have nothing to do with you now; stickiness isn’t your style, right?"

"Young Master Grant, I think the one who lacks dignity here is you. Anna already rejected you, why cling so persistently?"

"Bullshit, Anna hasn’t outright rejected me, she was about to agree until you interrupted."

Anyway, without Anna here, Finn could lie as much as he wanted, "I haven’t settled accounts with you yet; every time, it’s you suddenly appearing to spoil my good thing. Honestly, don’t you want to snatch my woman?"

"Snatch?" Conrad sneered, "Do you even have the qualifications to use that word with me?"

Conrad always disdained Finn, but today the two men actually faced off, beginning to vie for affection.

Felt like an invisible curtain was about to rise.

Even Sarah forgot to continue questioning Henry for deceiving her, watching intently.

Henry, watching intently.

Pop, sucking her finger.