Chapter 281 How Could She Be a Good Person?

Hearing this, Cierra stopped.

She was silent. Just as she was wondering if she should answer, Wilson had already given his answer.

"Mr. Trevino mentioned it before. It's the Barton family, isn't it? But the Barton family is also powerful. The Barton family in Los Angeles is more powerful than the Barton family in New York. Have you heard of that?"

Cierra felt that her silence was useless.

As the saying goes, it's better sooner than later.

She had planned to visit her grandparents with her parents and explain it to them.

Since things had come to this, there was no point in hiding it.

Moreover, judging from Freddy, they should be acquaintances. He should not be a bad

man.

However, It is natural to favor his own relatives. Thus, her grandfather's attitude toward her earlier was understandable.

One of them was his granddaughter, who lived with him, and the other was a stranger whom he had never seen before.

Even if the former caused trouble first.

But Wilson didn't know the cause and effect of it.

Furthermore, even if Wilson was truly someone who could not distinguish right from wrong, Cierra was unable to do anything about it.

They were related by blood and that couldn't be denied.

She was about to tell the truth when Wilson interrupted her.

"You grew up in New York, so you may not know much about Los Angeles. Los Angeles is a good city. The Sapidity Restaurant of the Chester family can compare with the L'Opera Restaurant, and the MRC Group owned by my son-in-law, can compare to the

Trevino Group. In this way, you may understand."

As the old man led the way, he introduced them to Cierra. His tone was so proud of that.

"By the way, are you married? Judging from your age, you shouldn't be married yet, right? Mr. Trevino seems to be pursuing you. Let me tell you, Mr. Trevino looks good and is capable, but he's not a good person. He had just divorced, and he found another woman. I don't know why he's not married yet. There are too many things, and you

can't control him.

In my opinion, my grandsons are great. It's a pity that my grandson is not very promising and I'm afraid he doesn't deserve you. But my grandsons are excellent. They are handsome, tall, and successful. The older one is the president of the MRC Group. He's much better than that guy from the Trevino family, but he's a little older..."

"Grandpa, don't do that."

Cierra couldn't hold it in any longer. She interrupted it.

She wanted to interrupt him several times, but she couldn't replace an opportunity to do

1.

But the more she listened, the more ridiculous it became.

How could they talk about her marriage?

He even wanted to let her be with Jaquan. That was ridiculous!

If she continued to play dumb, he would probably ask her to go on a blind date with Jaquan and William.

Just thinking about it, Cierra felt scared.

If she didn't stop him, she was afraid that Jaquan and William would scold her.

Therefore, regardless of whether it was the right time or not, Cierra interrupted him hurriedly.

When Wilson suddenly heard this address, he couldn't react in time.

He slowly turned around and looked at Cierra. His tone became sluggish.

"What... what did you call me?"

"I'm sorry, Grandpa."

Under the gaze of the old man, Cierra bowed to him.

She pursed her lips and began to explain slowly, "I'm Cici, Cici Barton. My mother should have mentioned it to you. Mom and Dad originally planned to take me back to the Chester family to visit you and Grandma after the competition. I didn't expect that the Chester family was the organizer of this competition. I haven't taken the initiative to recognize you before because..."

She felt a little guilty, hesitated for a mornent, and continued.

"I didn't take the initiative to recognize you because it was not the right time. In addition, your attitude was not very friendly, and you even cursed Freddy... In short, I'm sorry, Grandpa." She gave a vague explanation and then bowed to him to express her apology.

"I saw that you were chatting well with Freddy just now. I think you should be friends. That's why I spoke so rudely. I didn't respect you. You can scold me or hit me now!"

After saying that, Cierra finally breathed a sigh of relief. She stood quietly in front of Wilson, waiting for his movements.

Wilson couldn't bear to scold her.

The girl who was lost had suffered a lot. How could he bear to scold her?

In addition, the elders cherished their grandchildren, and Cierra was the youngest in the family, so how could he scold her?

"It's good that you're back. It's good..."

Wilson's voice suddenly became a little hoa rse, and his hand behind his back moved.

But he didn't do anything and only muttered.

It could be seen that he felt sorry for her.

Cierra also felt a little guilty. "Grandpa, if you're angry, just scold me."

"Silly girl, what are you talking about?"

Wilson interrupted her. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He grabbed her hand and

looked at her carefully. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"You look quite similar to your mother. When I saw you before, I had this feeling. But the situation was special, so it was I can't ask you. Also, don't blame me."

He patted the back of Cierra's hand and said earnestly.

"I won't. I was afraid that you would be angry with me. I was impulsive before. I had a dispute with my cousin and I wanted to visit you."

Her teasing tone made the atmosphere a lot more relaxed.

Wilson withdrew his hand and laughed. "I know your cousin. She's good at pretending to be obedient at home, but she's so arrogant when she is outside. I protected her just because of the Chester family. I'm sorry to embarrass you."

Cierra shook her head. "I understand."

Wilson laughed.

He was well aware of the characters of his family.

Her eldest daughter, Sarah, was innocent. She had always been sensible. The only thing

about her was that she was too stubborn.

Back then, she wanted to marry a boy from the Barton family. He was so poor that he didn't have anything.

Her mother was also worried that it would be hard for her to get married, so she

disagreed.

If it weren't for that guy's perseverance, he wouldn't have agreed.

Fortunately, he didn't misjudge him, and Sarah was lucky.

The youngest daughter, Belle, was much more cun ning. She would try her best to get the thing she liked.

Cherry was Belle's daughter. How could she be a good person?

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