Chapter 152

The old master walked into the mansion after giving Troy an earful of his words, his gaze fell on Martins who was sitting on a couch in the sitting room staring into thin air as he looked up at the ceiling.

Taking further steps in, Grandfather rose his stick up and used it to hit Martins in his leg, this unexpected action made the young man who was staring at the ceiling flinch as he glanced towards where Grandfather stood.

"Grandfather..!" his brows creased "Why would you hit me with your walking stick?" he asked, looking offended at the action.

"You still have the guts to ask me such a question, when are you going to stop interrupting conversations in the dining room by spouting your nonsense" The old man rose his stick to hit him again but Martins was fast enough to move from there, falling to the floor.

"I wasn't spouting nonsense, I was just making the atmosphere lively," Martins said as he stood up from the floor, dusting the sleeve of his shirt.

"Making the atmosphere livel