Elio was waiting by his BMW in the underground parking lot. Evelyn marched over, looking really mad, and Elio thought to himself, "That grumpy old man is always picking on me. If he wasn't Evelyn's grandpa, I'd tell him off.""What's wrong?" Elio asked with a nervous smile."Evelyn snapped, "Get in." Her face twisted with disgust. Whenever this guy was around, trouble followed. Couldn't he just chill out?The BMW zoomed out of the parking lot, heading straight to Jones Real Estate. Inside, it was dead quiet. The man and woman inside did not say a word to each other.At Jones Real Estate, the conference room was packed with family. The old man at the head of the table was fuming, his face dark as a storm cloud. His favorite grandson, Charlie, stood off to the side, his face a mess of bruises. He was a sorry sight."Grandpa," Charlie whined, "Elio didn't pay back what he owes the company, but he bought Evelyn a wedding dress that cost over $120,000 and a fancy BMW for $150,000. They
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