His brother; His fears

NEXT MORNING; THE O’BRIEN MANSION★

"You wouldn't believe the headline guys, everyone are talking about the fake bomb incident" he walked to the dining where everyone were having breakfast.

It was Saturday so they didn't have to rush to work and besides the old man told everyone to say at home to avoid any questions from the paparazzi.

"You should put down the phone and sit for breakfast" old man O’Brien said and he put his phone in his pocket.

"But I'm wondering grandpa, why was there a bomb in my party? I haven't offended anyone or is it because of the Ryan issue" Valerie narrowed her eyes as she asked.

"If it's because of that then I will make sure I go online and sue all your haters. I would drag all of them to court!" Ma’am Emily began complaining.

"That's enough can we just have a quiet breakfast without bringing what happened yesterday up?" Old man O’Brien rubbed his head tiredly.

"But how can we think straight grandpa? Diamond got hurt and she was rushed to the hospital" They c