GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!

She rushes up and scurries to him. "Grandpa, what are you doing here?" She bows and inquires, her body trembling slightly. Despite the fact that she is related to him by blood, she never seizes to get scared whenever she is near him.

Mr. Bruce shrugs and pats her on the shoulder. "I was never going to leave you to your own devices. It's critical that we get Mr. Wood to accept our proposal and gifts no matter what, so I wasn't going to accept 'it didn't work out, grandpa' as feedback. I had to follow you."

"Who is he?" A young lady amid the people implores, her gaze fixed on the young man who stated that his father once showed him pictures of the Bodens.

The young man is wide-eyed. It is as if he is seeing a ghost as he keeps staring at Mr. Bruce. "It is him. It is him," he whispers breathlessly, all the hairs on his body standing on end.

"It is who?" The young lady furrows her brow.

"It's him! He's the helmsman of the Bodens, Mr. Bruce Boden! That young lady is indeed who she claimed