Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 979 His Problem (3)

When the members of the Seven Young Masters heard the news of Master Geller's death, they all rushed over and knelt.

They never thought that the old man, who looked very humorous and optimistic, would leave the world without a word.

The few of them nodded silently when they saw Lord Top. Even though they really wanted to hug Lord Top, they restrained themselves.

Before they left, everyone said to Lord Top:

"Lord Top, please take care of Captain Randy."

"Well." Lord Top watched them and then knelt down with Randy in front of the grave.

It was very quiet at night.

Randy suddenly said, "My grandfather used to dislike me playing games. He thought that I was wasting time when I played games. I had lost his face." Lord Top reached out to hold his hand.

"Every time I go back, I have to quarrel with him. My parents often have quarrels too. So, I really hate going home, and I simply won't go back. Year after year, they compromised. I always go back during the New Year, and I'm in the base at other times. Otherwise, I go to replace Ferne and other friends. I have friends and team members. So, I live a good life..."

"In recent years, I have become thoughtful. I have noticed a lot of things that I had never noticed before. My grandfather is already old. He usually dyed his hair, but his hair grew all white quickly. He doesn't tell me that he is sick and allows me to play games. He even supports me and becomes my fan. He clearly could not understand it but he still looks at my ID for a long time every time, as if he was watching me through the screen..."

"Do you know?" Randy looked at Lord Top with tears on his face, "I regret that I haven't treated him better when he was alive. I have said a lot of harsh words. I regret it..."

Lord Top Lord wiped his tears, then reached out and hugged him.

"I regret it..." Randy cried again and again, "I regret it..."

When Emily got out of the car, she saw Randy sleeping on Lord Top's leg.

Emily held the white chrysanthemum and gently placed it in front of the grave, then knelt down and kowtowed before looking at Lord Top and asking, "Are you alright?" Lord Top nodded and then looked down at the sleeping Randy.

He hadn't been able to rest for two days. He had just fallen to the ground from exhaustion. Lord Top carried him so that he could sleep better.

She knew that he was unwilling to leave this place, so she did not bring him back to his room, but accompanied him.

Emily stayed with Lord Top for a while. Hearing the sound of the car, she turned around and saw that Vincent had arrived.

"I'm leaving first." Before Emily walked out, she looked back at the portrait of Master Geller. She clasped her hands together and bowed sincerely, "Master Geller, I'm going."

The noise of the old masters chattering was still vaguely in their ears, but now, things had changed.

After Emily got in the car, she hugged Vincent's waist and said to him, "I want to see Mr. Rolando." Vincent knew what she was thinking and touched her head, "Okay."

Mr. Rolando was still awake. He turned on the lights and was still flipping through the photo album. He had become remembered for past times these years. Whenever he was free, he liked to flip through the photo album to memorize his youthful times and old friends.

Emily and Vincent accompanied him for more than half an hour.

"This is Carl." Rolando pointed at a photo and said, "He was very arrogant at that time. The Geller family was born with arrogance, like a peacock, and also particularly narcissistic. His grandson Randy was jus like him. Every time we talked about whose grandson was the most beautiful, he would roll his eyes first..."

Rolando sighed after laughing.

Emily was about to comfort him when Mr. Rolando pointed to another photo and said, "Guess who this person is?"

The man in the photo was very handsome and gentle.

Emily was a little surprised, "This is Mr. Peck?"

"You have good eyesight." Mr. Rolando laughed, "Among us, only he and Carl were the most handsome."

"You are also very handsome," Emily said obediently.

"Time flies. We are all old in the blink of an eye," Mr. Rolando said with a smile.

Mr. Rolando talked about how they met each other in the past, how they became brothers, what kind of disputes they had later, and how they become reconciled.

Emily listened carefully, and an image seemed to appear. Mr. Rolando was very young in the image. Beside him was the young Carl, Peck, Benson...

Just like Mr. Vincent, Mr. Ferne, and Randy, they were chatting and laughing together. Before going to sleep, Mr. Rolando patted Emily's hand and said, "Don't worry, I am in good health. At least I can live for another five or six years. I still have to compete with those old men whose great-grandson is the most handsome."

Emily smiled and promised, "Well, our great-grandson will definitely be the most handsome."

Mr. Rolando smiled, but he turned back to wipe his tears. Of course, he did not dare to say it. He was worried that Vincent would be concerned about the past and was not willing to have children.