Chapter 2797

Speaking of this, Philip’s face darkened.

On the candy wrapper that his grandfather gave him, he was warned to beware of Silva!

“I didn’t expect my grandfather to get this disease. I haven’t visited him for so many years.”

Philip said sadly and suddenly added, “Silva, it just so happens that I’m free and can bring Grandfather

out today. What do you think?”

Silva was taken aback for a moment. Just like a cat that got stepped on its tail, he jumped up from the

sofa with an ugly scowl and said in refusal, “No way! Absolutely not!”

Seeing his reaction, Philip asked, “Silva, why are you so triggered?”

Hearing that, Silva frowned, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, “The old patriarch is not in good

health and you know it. If you bring him out and anything happens to him, it’ll be difficult to explain. it’s

best for the old patriarch to remain in the Larson family.”

“Hehehe…” Philip chuckled and said, “Is it really for the sake of my grandfather‘s health, or are you

afraid of something else?”

“What did you say?” Silva frowned and looked at Philip coldly.

Philip said, “As his grandson, what’s wrong with me bringing him out? Or did you cause my

grandfather’s illness?”

“Nonsense! This is slander!” Silva’s face was flushed red with anger.

Philip said, “Silva, don’t be triggered. It’s just a casual remark.”

Silva took a deep breath and said, “Since you said so, you can take the old patriarch out, but I’ll

arrange for someone to protect you.”

“Of course,” Philip nodded in response.

Then, Silva left in a huff.

Seeing Silva’s departing back, the smile on Philip’s face was gradually replaced by gloom.

Silva was very fishy!

About half an hour later, Philip and his gang headed to the place where his grandfather lived. Grandpa

was in a good mood today and seemed to be in good health, but he could not recognize Philip.

When he saw Philip coming in, he hesitated for a moment and asked, “Who are you?”

Philip stepped forward, knelt in front of Grandpa, took his hand, and said, “Grandpa, it’s me, Little Phil.

I’m back. Let me take you out for a walk…”

When the grandmaster heard this, his slack eyes shone with light. His pair of wrinkled hands held

Philip‘s hand tightly. He said, “Little Phil? Are you back? Very good! You’re back to visit me!”

Philip felt very distressed. He got up, asked the servant to get a wheelchair, and pushed the old man

out of the yard.

Outside the yard, Silva stood at the door grimly with a team of the Larson family’s guards behind him.

When he saw Philip pushing the old man out, a hint of harshness flashed in Silva’s eyes. He squeezed

out a smile, walked up to the old man, bent over, and said, “Grandpa, how do you feel?”

The old man looked at Silva in front of him, pointed at him, and asked Philip next to him, “Little Phil,

who is he? Why is he here? I don’t know him.”

While saying that, the old man looked a little angry.

Philip was dumbfounded and said, “Grandpa, he’s…”

“Whoever he is, tell him to go away! I don’t want to see this guy. I don’t like him.”

The old man was angry. He was a bit like a child with his mouth pouted and his head turned sideways.

Philip shrugged helplessly and said, “Silva, what do you say?”

Silva clenched his fists angrily, took two steps back, and said with a smile, “Guards, follow the

grandmaster. Report to me if anything happens.”

Then, Philip pushed the grandmaster’s wheelchair to leave.

When they passed Silva, Philip asked, “Grandpa, why don’t you like that guy?”

The old man chuckled, motioned for Philip to get closer, and said with a smile, “Because he’s ugly and

not as handsome as my Little Phil.”

Philip smiled helplessly. The conversation between the two was naturally overheard by Silva standing

on the side. Silva was furious!

After Philip and the others left, Silva roared angrily, “That old coot!”