Chapter 85. Isn't that Right?

"Shut up! Can you be serious!" snapped Mr. Wilson, his face turning serious. As Nathan and Mike's laughter stopped, they stared at each other. Suddenly, Mr. Wilson's face warmed; he remembered all the old times in that big house.

The house was always crowded; he and his wife ordered their children, children-in-law, and grandchildren to gather every weekend. They cooked and ate together, and the children played together.

Nathan and Mike were always making a scene. Sometimes, they fought but then laughed out loud. Even at the dinner table, they would make a lot of noise, and only their grandfather's yelling would keep them quiet.

Now that they had grown up and each had their own life, they lived far away in other cities. The big house became quiet, just him and the maids. Occasionally, his granddaughters, children, and in-laws would come by, but not as intensively as before.

Nathan and Mike knew what their grandfather was thinking. They both stood up and approached him, each patting him