Chapter 767: Chapter 767

Chapter 767:

At the moment, your grandson is working on a new company project, and Miss Sanderson is staying at Remson Manor instead of returning to her family’s residence.”

Despite being 83 years old and having endured several emergency surgeries overseas, Nathaniel’s vitality remained impressive, defying his advanced age.

Having weathered countless storms, Nathaniel had built the Green Group from the ground up alongside Nicola and Lonnie’s father, establishing an unshakable reputation in Baythorn’s business scene. Though he rarely made public appearances anymore, any sighting of him invariably caused a stir.

As Nathaniel sipped his coffee, his gaze turned contemplative.

“Cullen, Rhys introduced his girlfriend to his ill-suited parents but hasn’t brought her to meet me yet.

Do you think it’s time I stepped in?”

Cullen hesitated, his expression wavering.

He dared not take sides between the elder and younger Greens, unsure of how to respond.

Even in his senior years, Nathaniel retained a mischievous streak, often leaving Cullen exasperated.

With a weary sigh, Cullen asked, “What’s your plan?”

Nathaniel rose from his seat, determination glinting in his eyes.

“I’ll meet my future granddaughter-in-law myself! Arrange everything, but keep it under wraps.”

Cullen offered no resistance, nodding obediently to make the preparations.

At Remson Manor, Harlee had just slipped into casual attire when a call came from the property management office.

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“Hello, is this Mr. Green?”

“Yes.”

“There’s a package requiring your personal signature.

Could you step out to collect it?”

Hearing this, Harlee narrowed her eyes.

A package? Personal signature? Stepping out to sign? She found it hard to believe that Remson Manor’s service had slipped so far.

After a moment’s pause, she arched a brow, a faint smile playing on her lips.

“Alright, I’ll be right there.”

As Harlee ended the call, a glint of amusement lit her eyes. Was this an unexpected gift or an impending disruption? Her curiosity was piqued.

The possibility of Hale orchestrating the situation didn’t cross her mind, as he currently lacked the resources to interfere with Remson Manor. Instead, she ran through a variety of other scenarios, never suspecting Nathaniel’s involvement.

On the other side, Cullen placed the phone back on its cradle, turning to Nathaniel with a smile.

“Miss Sanderson is on her way.”

Nathaniel stroked his clean-shaven chin, nodding in approval.

“Well done.”

“Mr. Green, why not simply visit Miss Sanderson at Remson Manor or invite her here directly?” Cullen asked, confused.

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