novelxo Chapter 354 He can’t have his own kids
"Do you think you can take me out?" Grandpa Clemens raised his eyebrows.
"I wouldn't even dream of it," Linda quickly backtracked. "I've been barking up the wrong tree. Please forgive me!" "What's the latest result?"
Grandpa Clemens ignored Linda's apologies and instead turned his attention to Silas.
"We've confirmed that her husband is the chairman of the Potter Group," Silas reported with his head bowed.
"The Potter Group is falling apart, yet they still strut around with such arrogance," Grandpa Clemens scoffed. "You know what needs to be done, right?" "Yes," Silas nodded in an affirmative tone.
"No, please..." Linda's legs buckled, and she almost fell to the ground.
The bodyguards caught her swiftly.
In a desperate plea, Linda cried out, "Grandpa Clemens, I beg you to spare the Potter family. It's all on me. Whatever punishment you decide, I'll accept..."
"Enough of the noise!" Mr. Clemens frowned.
With a signal from Silas, some bodyguards whisked Linda away.
In a heartbeat, the world fell quiet.
Nathan and Mia stood there, stunned, struggling to comprehend what was going on.
In contrast, Noah observed everything with a composed demeanor and a peculiar glint in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Did Grandpa startle you?" Mr. Clemens knelt down to reassure them.
"Absolutely not! Grandpa is just looking out for us." Nathan quickly regained his composure, his eyes shining. "Grandpa, are you a king? Why did that old lady seem so scared of you?" Grandpa Clemens chuckled heartily. "I'm far from being a true king, but if that's what Nathan wants, I could buy an island and become its ruler. That'll make you a true little prince." "Really? That'd be awesome!" Nathan was so excited that he almost jumped in the air.
"Yes, then I'll be a real princess!" Mia raised her little chubby hands in glee. "I want to live in a castle and ride a white horse!"
"Ha, it's a deal!" Grandpa Clemens chuckled happily, then turned to Noah. "And what about you, Noah? What do you wish for?"
"I want supreme power," Noah replied, gazing towards the door with a distant expression. "Like Grandpa, wherever I go, I will be greeted with respect from the good guys and fear from the bad guys. This way, I can also protect Mommy and my siblings."
"Well done!" Grandpa Clemens gave him a tight hug. "You're destined for something great!"
Internally, he was overwhelmed with emotion. "You know, almost the same words were once said to me."
"Really? By whom?" Noah asked, intrigued.
"My grandson," Grandpa Clemens replied wistfully. "When he was five, he said the same words to me, and I was so touched, believing that the future of the Clemens family was secure in his hand."
Grandpa Clemens tousled Noah's hair, sighing. "It would be amazing if you truly had the Clemens family's blood in you."
"What blood?" Nathan, who was focused on playing, hadn't caught the phrase. "Grandpa, I want to go play over there."
"I see ice cream. I'm going to have some ice cream."
Mia, clutching the hem of her ballgown, darted away like a little bird set free.
Two bodyguards hurried to keep pace.
"Mia, wait up for me!" Nathan called out anxiously as one of the bodyguards maneuvered his wheelchair behind her.
Only Noah had caught Grandpa Clemens's cryptic remark. "Grandpa, can't your oldest grandson have his own kids?" he asked in confusion.
"Pfft!" Grandpa Clemens couldn't help but laugh and choke.
Despite Noah's cleverness and maturity, he was still just a child. He misunderstood the meaning behind the phrase, assuming that Grandpa Clemens envied others because his grandson was unable to have his own children. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Grandpa Clemens' grandson, thinking how unfortunate it was for him.
"No wonder he was so touchy."
"It's alright, we'll be like your grandkids," Noah comforted Grandpa Clemens with his empathetic nature. "Come on, Grandpa, let me escort you inside. There are some tasty pastries over there."