Be smiled at him before continuing, "But if one day, and I hope that day neveres, my funds are running out, I will definitely tell you..."

"Hahaha... okay... okay... my dear Be. You have my blessing. You can do whatever you want with Donovan Group.

I don’t care about them anymore. And... I will transfer the rest of my shares to your name."

Isaac smiled happily, feeling content to support Be. He continued, "Well, even though I don’t have many shares, I hope this can help you to teach all my shameless sons."

"Thank you, Grandpa. I will ask my head secretary, Leo Smith, to contact Nick for that," Be expressed her gratitude for her Grandpa’s support.

Isaac nodded in agreement, but a few momentster, his expression turned serious when he remembered something.

The line on his forehead deepened as he said, "Be, please don’t touch Nick and Noora’s shares in thepany."

Be was surprised to hear what Grandpa had just said.

"Grandpa, you gave them yourpany shares?"

"Yes. I gave both of them a few percent of my shares, and it is worth every penny. You see, Nick has been caring for me for so long, since his early twenties. I already think of him as my own son. And as for Noora, she is your Grandma’s favorite maid. Noora took great care of her when she was ill, almost like spoiled your Grandma."

"Grandpa, you are so kind..." Be’s heart swells when she hears her Grandfather hasn’t forgotten about Aunty Noora and Nick’s dedication to them.

"No, no, no. Don’t say that. I’m just a human. It’s my duty to do that, dear. Plus, those two are very kind toward you, particrly Noora. She has always been greatly kind to you and Dax.

She cares for both of you like a mother and a Grandmother. And...Be. One more thing. Would you mind looking after your Aunt Emma? She is the opposite of her brothers."

"I promise to keep Nick and Noora’s shares intact, Grandpa. And about Aunt Emma, I want you to trust me. I love Aunt Emma; I will not let anything bad happen to her. And, if she let me, I will care for her…" Be sincerely said. She did like Aunt Emma.

When her uncle and father don’t like her, Aunt Emma loves her; she is kind and gentle even though they rarely see each other because Aunt Emma used to live abroad.

"Hmm, thank you, dear," Isaac nodded in satisfaction at Be’s answer. He continued his words again. "And, if one day I leave this mortal world, please look after Nick and Noora for me," he said while looking at Tristan. "I hope you don’t mind epting Nick into your family, Tristan..."

Without thinking, Tristan answered, "Sure, Grandpa, I will look after them. Don’t worry..." He had already considered them members of his family—especially Noora—when he started pursuing Be.

Be’s grateful smile framed her pretty face as she heard Tristan’s answer to her Grandfather. She thanked Tristan through her gaze before she looked at her Grandfather.

"Grandpa... Aunty Noora and Uncle Nick definitely will stay with—" Suddenly, Be’s voice hung in the air when something crossed her mind. She narrowed her eyes, looking at him.

Be opened her mouth a few times, but her words stuck on the tip of her tongue—she was too afraid to express her scary thoughts.

"Why are you looking at me as if you want to pierce me with your sharp gaze?" Isaac was amused, seeing Be’s expression.

"Grandpa, how you said everything makes me think you might leave me forever soon. Are you, Grandpa?" Be asked, her voice trembling with worry. "Did something happen to your health?" She couldn’t help but feel like her grandfather was speaking his final words, which scared her.

"Ha-ha-ha, you are so funny, My Dear Be." Isaac couldn’t help butugh when he realized what his granddaughter was trying to say.

Be was speechless, looking at her Grandfatherughing out loud like he usually did while watching Mr. Bean’s movie.

Tristan also felt worried after hearing Isaac’s words; he seemed to know his age would end soon. But when he saw Isaacugh, he felt confused.

Just before Tristan wanted to ask, Isaac suddenly spoke, "My dear Be, why do you think I will die soon?" He said while shaking his head, amused. He continued his sentence, "Your Grandpa is still healthy and strong. I won’t die soon. Not until I attend my great-grandson Dax’s wedding."

"Grandpa, I’m serious, okay!" Be said with a t expression. Dax is not even five; her grandfather hopes to attend his wedding. Gosh!

"I’m serious, too. Be, I’m still healthy. If you don’t believe me, I will give you my personal doctor’s phone number. You can check with him…" Isaac smiled to reassure her.

Be didn’t say anything else, but seeing how serious her Grandfather was now relieved her.

"Alright, it’s ten. I need to sleep now," Isaac said before he stood from his seat and asked Be and Tristan to return to their home.

But before they left, Isaac asked them to send Dax to breakfast with him. He really misses his great-grandson.

...

Before long,

Be and Tristan returned to their house. Holding hands, they walked down the dark and quiet street. The half-moon in the sky and the streetmp made the vibe around them feel romantic.

However, a few minutes after leaving Isaac’s house, Tristan, who had been silent since he left Isaac’s house, suddenly stopped his step, causing Be to look up to meet his gloomy gaze.

"What is it, hubby? Why do you look so sad? Is there something bothering you?" She asked worriedly.

"Mmm...there is," Tristan said, taking a deep breath before continuing his words. Can you not ask Grandpa for money? Please, just ask me if you need it. I’m your husband. My responsibility is to help you. I would be so jealous if you asked him..."