Let's Get Married

Chapter 748: A Name That Cannot Be Mentioned

Pehry sits in his own private car. Seeing the message, he can rarely control his smile.

Thinking about today's arrangements, he can't help but feel a little proud. He knows that with such a thoughtful and meticulous performance, how can he not be liked by the elders?

The driver sees that his boss has been strange all day. He was obviously panicking before eating and asked whether his tie looked good or not nearly ten times. But now he is delighted?

No, not just delighted. It can be said that he is extraordinarily happy.

"Mr. Pehry, is there anything to be happy about today?"

Pehry replies, "Yes, indeed."

Seeing the expression on his face, which says "Ask me! Come on. Ask me", the driver asks, "Is it about Miss Jasmine?"

"That's right." Pehry nodded and explained, "I invited her family to dinner this afternoon. Everything was very harmonious, and they have been praising me even after dinner."

The driver is a little surprised. Although he knows that Miss Jasmine is special to Pehry, he never expects him to meet Jasmine's parents so soon.

He hurriedly praises, "Mr. Pehry, you are such an outstanding entrepreneur. I'm sure they will be satisfied."

Pehry is in a good mood and is happy about everything that goes into his ears. "Yep. You drove well today, and you weren't late despite the traffic jam. Your bonus this month will be doubled."

The driver is delighted and quickly responds, "Thank you, Mr. Pehry."

Pehry casually waves his hand, "Let's go back to the company."

Recently, he has just gone steady with Jasmine. He hasn't been focusing on his work. There is a project that has been delayed for some days. Now, since Jasmine is in the hospital and they cannot see each other, he has time to work on it.

When the car arrives at the underground garage of the Red Club, Pehry opens the door and sees the black Rolls-Royce phantom beside. It is modified, and he can recognize the owner at a glance.

Is his grandfather here?

His grandfather would not even set foot in the Red Club for years. Why does he suddenly come today?

Pehry's good mood is diminished. His relationship with his family is not good. He would not see them unless he has to. Even if they meet each other, they would still quarrel most of the time.

Seeing the old man's car here, Pehry feels a little impatient.

"Why haven't you informed me of his arrival?" He turns around and scolds the assistant beside him, "You are always very talkative, but you pretend to be a dumb now?"

Actually, he understands. It must be that the old man suddenly comes and he doesn't let anyone tell him.

However, even if he understands, he is still angry.

The assistant understands this as well. Thus he doesn't talk back to Pehry's complaint.

The boss is in a rage. If he refutes at this moment, he will die. He doesn't want to lose his job because of a few words.

The previous gentleness of Pehry has faded away, and his entire presence instantly becomes cold as he usually is. He strides into the elevator. Just as the elevator arrives, he walks out with a breeze. The assistant is far behind him.

Standing at the office, he pushes the door open without hesitation. The old man is sitting on the sofa, drinking tea. He is dressed in a black Chinese suit. Although there isn't any logo on the clothes, it is custom-made by the top designers. His gray hair is very neat, making him looks energetic even if he is over sixty years old.

It's easy to feel his authority through his sharp gaze. And his aura is much stronger than that of the younger generation. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing the door opening, the old man looked over and his gaze sweeps Pehry. He says indifferently, "You are getting more and more 'disciplined' now. You don't even know to knock when you enter."

Pehry sneers, "It's nothing. Just a little manner I learn from you."

If his grandfather can sneak into his office without telling him, why would he knock when he enters the room?

Respect is mutual. Pehry cannot find or feel any respect from his grandfather. All there is is endless pressure and orders.

When he was in his twenties, he can still endure it. But as he grows older, this pressure would only make him more and more resistant.

They sit on the sofa, and none of them speaks. The atmosphere in the office is extremely stifling. Even the bodyguards behind them feel as if their shoulders are being stepped on and they feel extremely heavy.

This kind of atmosphere and family relationship are hard for anyone to handle.

Perhaps he notices this, Pehry turns around and instructs his subordinates, "You leave first. Anyway, there are only two of us here. It's the same for you to stay outside."

After the old man hears this, he nods and the bodyguards who follow him leave the room.

Soon they two are left in the spacious room. The old man takes a sip of the tea on the table and slowly says, "You've been very busy lately. You don't even care about business."

Pehry guesses that the old man is here today for business, but--

"I am indeed quite busy, but Grandpa, you are not. It is not your style to make a trip for such a trivial thing," his long eyes narrow slightly.

The old man snorts. He could hear the dissatisfaction and mockery in Pehry's words, and he is disdainful to say anything. He only questions Pehry, "What are you busy with? Tell me what you have been up to."

Pehry thinks of Jasmine and his expression becomes serious. No matter what, he would not let the old man know about Jasmine. At the very least, he would not let the old man hear anything about Jasmine from him.

If his world is a mixture of good and evil, then the world his grandfather lives in and the values he has cultivated in his entire life would be completely evil to her.

Therefore, he would not even mention Jasmine's name to his grandfather. Otherwise, he would panic and feel bad.

"I've been feeling low. I've been busy with nothing but hanging around."

Hearing this, the old man looks at him and doesn't say anything. He just mentions "Pehry, you are different from your father. You can make something of your life. You have been a good boy for more than ten years. I hope that you will do the same for the years ahead."

The mention of his father wiped the faint sneer off his face. Pehry feels so heavy that he could not even force a smile.

"I've said that don't mention my father." As he speaks again, his voice was already covered in coldness.

His grandfather also becomes serious, as if he wants to say something, "I know you...."

"Stop it." Before he can finish that, Pehry interrupts again. His gaze is like a blade, "I've told you before."

His eyes are like a pitch-black machine. As long as you approach them, you will be sucked in and then chewed into a pile of meat paste. Pehry's grandfather has seen all kinds of people in his life, but when faced with such an expression, he doesn't say anything.