Chapter 210 Hold On, Just a Few More Days

• Right then, Tiana Frost walked in, belly round with pregnancy.
• Seeing Grandpa and his grandson so close, Tiana snorted, all disdain.
• She drawled, sharp and mocking, “Dad, you’re this old and still so naïve? You really think someone doesn’t care about your money? Look at Miss Rhea Wood—she came crawling back anyway. She thinks she can grab a slice? Dream on. I’m telling you, Dad, stop being stubborn. Hand over what needs handing over. Money doesn’t follow you to the grave. What’s the point of clinging to it? If something happens, we inherit it anyway.”