Chapter 1752


    One brow raised, she took yet another bite of her bagel.


    Alyssa split another one and ced it in front of her, "Have one more, with cream cheese."


    Elizabeth peeled a hard-boiled egg and handed it to her, "Don''t forget your protein."


    The maid who came to report stood there, her expression somewhat peculiar. She had long known


    that Presley had a bad temper; even the mere mention of him by the household staff made them


    pale. And all the recent events had had some pretty adverse effects on the Harper family and


    Damon. Now that Presley hade storming over in person, how can they remain so calm?b2


    "Madam, are you not intending to go out and greet him?"


    Alyssa frowned, "What''s he to me that I should go out and greet him? This isn''t his Harper Mansion,


    and he''s certainly not wee here. He can go back to wherever he came from.” Her icy voice,


    laced with anger, echoed with a force that was impossible to ignore.


    Just as the old man, who had been escorted into the living room by the maid, heard this, his already


    sour expression darkened further.


    The maid flinched, trembling as she said, "But that''s Mr. Presley."


    “Even if it were the king himself, he wouldn''t be more important than my granddaughter-inw’''s


    breakfast. If he can wait, let him wait. If he can''t, tell him to get lost. I don''t have to put up with his


    unpleasantness."


    The maid nearly copsed in fright at Alyssa''s words. In her mind, Alyssa had always been gentle


    and elegant, always amiable to Elizabeth and Chloe. She could never have imagined that Alyssa


    would say something so fierce.


    Chloe, chewing on her bagel, was also taken aback by Alyssa''s outburst. After all these years, how


    had she and Presley managed to live together in harmony? She had always thought her grandma


    was a kind and loving person. Well, the women of the Harper family weren''‘t to be trifled with.


    "Careful. Have some juice.” Elizabeth''s soft voice rang out, reminding Chloe.


    Chloe obeyed, sipping her juice obediently.


    The more Elizabeth saw of Chloe, the more she liked her. When she had first met Chloe, Chloe had


    seemed somewhat lost, but it was clear she was usually a quiet, distant sort of person. In fact,


    outside of the house, Chloe was still the formidable businesswoman. But who could have guessed


    that such a cold, stern woman could be so soft and sweet at home?


    “My daughter-inw is so polite and beautiful. What good deeds did that brat do in his past life to


    deserve you?"


    Alyssa scoffed, "It was all thanks to me. Without me, they might never have crossed path. And you


    wouldn''t have such an outstanding daughter-inw, and you wouldn''t be about to be a


    grandma."


    Elizabeth chuckled, "Right, right. Thank you for ying matchmaker for Damon and Chloe. When


    your great-grandsons are born, we''ll make sure the first word they learn is ‘great-grandma’"


    Presley, looking sullen in the living room, twitched at Elizabeth''s words. He nced towards the


    kitchen, then slowly and quietly moved closer, leaning on his cane. The nearby maid just nced at


    him, puzzled.


    Elizabeth''s words, however, made Alyssa chuckle. She raised a hand like a schoolgirl and dered,


    “I want to pick the names for my great-grandchildren."


    Chloe hesitated a moment, thinking about the babies’ name. She wondered what Damon''s thoughts


    might be.


    “How about we let you pick the nickname?" Elizabeth suggested, clearly reluctant. She was afraid


    Alyssa might choose something like ‘Bobby’, ‘Johnny’ or ‘Tommy’ - what a nightmare that would be.


    “No way! As the elder, it''s my right to choose the names. Don''t worry, I''ll think of a few good ones,


    and you can choose from those."


    Elizabeth pouted, "How about you let me have one, you get one, and I get one."


    While the two were chatting, Chloe had finished her second bagel and was sipping her juice. She


    spoke up quietly, "What about Damon and me?"


    Alyssa and Elizabeth turned to her, almost in unison, “That''s simple. Have a few more kids, and


    whichever name you like best, keep it in mind for them."


    Chloe was speechless. So they were suggesting having kids just to use the names they liked?


    Wasn''t that a strange idea?


    “Anyway, I''m iming a name for my great-grandchildren in advance."


    "I''m iming one too."


    Hearing his great-grandchildren''s name being imed, Presley, who had been hiding by the door,


    furrowed his brows and coughed loudly to make his presence known. They all turned to look at him,


    their smiles cooling.


    "You..." Presley had barely bequn to speak when they all turned their backs to him, ignoring him


    completely. His mustache quivered with indignation, "What sort of attitude is this?!"


    Alyssa and Elizabeth didn''t respond.


    Chloe, however, was sitting opposite the dining room door, looking straight at the old man with a


    hint of coldness and derision in her eyes.


    Presley squinted at her, "What are you looking at? Feeling pretty pleased with yourself, aren''t you?"


    Chloe''s lips curved into a cold smile, "You''re mistaken. I was just thinking about our babies’ names.


    It has nothing to do with you.


    Presley''s face darkened further, "The names of the Harper family''s offspring are not for you to


    decide!"


    There was a loud crash as a china bowl shattered at Presley''s feet. Chloe was startled by the


    sudden sound.


    Before she could react, she heard Alyssa''s icy voice: "What the hell are you talking about!"


    Elizabeth held Chloe''s hand,forting her.


    “You ...” Presley did not expect her to suddenly explode, and in front of so many kids. He felt a bit


    embarrassed for a moment. “Are you out of your mind!?"


    “You are the one who''s lost their minds.” Alyssa continued to reprimand angrily, “What do you mean


    it''s not up to Chloe to name the Harper family’s descendants? What Chloe''s babies have anything


    to do with you? What are you doing here trying to mark your territory? You think you''re so superior?


    Go back to your Harper''s Mansion and flex your machismo! They may cater to you, but we certainly


    don''t have to. Who here has anything to do with you?! You''re just looking for trouble and causing


    drama?"


    Chloe''s mouth dropped open in disbelief, unable to close for a long moment. Was this the


    grandmother she remembered?


    Presley''s face turned a shade of livid flush at her words, his body trembling in rage. "You have really


    gone too far. The babies in her belly are Damon''s, and that makes them Harpers."


    "Dont tter yourself!” Alyssa cut him off, “What does Damon have to do with you? Why would his


    babies have anything to do with the Harper family? Since you''re so great, how about you have a


    great-grandchild for the Harper family yourself! We don''t have any Harper family descendants here."


    Presley was unable to counter Alyssa''s rapid-fire rebukes; she always had the upper hand, not even


    letting him get a word in. He could only point at her, his finger trembling in anger.


    “You... you''re simply..."


    “Out!"


    Alyssa''s face was cold as she again dismissed him without any mercy.


    Chloe''s face burned in embarrassment; this spectacle was unlike anything she had ever witnessed


    before. She even felt a bit apprehensive about looking at Presley''s face. Surely any man would feel


    humiliated being treated like this by a woman?


    ncing at Elizabeth sitting next to her, she saw a look of indifference, as if she was used to such


    scenes.


    Could it be that these confrontations between the two elders were amon urrence in the


    past?


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    Regardless, Alyssa had certainly opened her eyes today.


    As for the old man’s sudden visit today, Chloe had a quess at his intentions. No one visited without


    a reason.


    Either he was here because the reputation of the Harper family and Damon had suffered a


    significant blow and he wanted to settle the score with her, or he was here for the babies in her


    belly. After all, the babies did carry the Harper family blood. Because of them, he might be willing to


    acknowledge her rtionship with Damon, giving him an opportunity to appear magnanimous,


    possibly even expecting her to be grateful for his “generosity”. Knowing him, he would never admit


    his mistakes.


    But Alyssa''s unexpected intervention shattered his ns, leaving no room for negotiation. He may


    believe that allowing her into the Harper family was a great favor, but Alyssa made it clear that they


    weren''t interested in his family at all.


    Was there anything left to discuss? There was absolutely no room left for him to state his case.


    Chloe bit her lip and remained silent, not saying a word. The room was eerily quiet, everyone


    holding their breath.


    “Why are you still standing there blocking the way? I''ll tell you, Presley, you may think the Harper


    family is more important than anything else, and that''s fine. I can''t control that, but I will not allow


    you to ruin my grandson''s life in any way. Go back and take care of your Harper Group, we are


    content with our ordinary, mundane lives."


    Alyssa''s voice was no longer as cold and furious as before, now it was calm, as if the previous


    outburst had never happened.


    Presley looked at her coldly, "You women, content with an ordinary, mundane life, you''re selfish!"


    Suddenly pointing at Chloe, his voice filled with anger, "How can you be sure that men think the


    same? How can men allow you to live such ordinary, mundane lives without anything? Are you too


    naive or too foolish to think the world is so beautiful? Without wealth and power, where is the peace


    and tranquility?


    “Have you ever thought about a man''s dignity? Have you ever considered their ambitions and


    aspirations?


    Damon gave up the Harper family for you, and now people can freely criticize, mock and ridicule


    him. Who dared to speak ill of him in the past?


    “Alyssia, after all these years, perhaps I''ve protected you too well and that''s why you''re still so


    naive."


    Alyssa''s face was cold and her lips tightly pressed. Presley looked at her with a face full of sorrow,


    “Damon is now so lost because of his love for this woman. Have you ever thought about what his


    children will face when they are born? Do you also want his children to live a life as ordinary as his


    father?!"


    “You don''t need to worry about me." Just as the old man finished speaking, a cold and indifferent


    voice echoed from behind. Everyone turned to look, only to see Damon standing there in his suit


    and tie.


    "What did you say? You''re still not reflecting on your actions?! What do you think your current


    situation will leave for your children?!"


    "l''ll certainly have something that will make them absolutely proud. They will have everything that I


    can provide with, You don''t need to remind me. If you''re still here with the same Harper family


    supremacist attitude, then there''s no need for you to say anything more."


    “You''re really stubborn!" Presley was disappointed. After so long, reality had not brought about any


    change in him. How sad.


    After a while, he chuckled, “So young and reckless, you think you have enough talent, right? I know


    she is now the princess of ￥ Country, which can save you a few years of hard work, but to achieve


    the status of the Harper family today, even if you have talents and help, I''m afraid it will take you


    several decades. You want to give your kids something to be proud of. Talking big, aren''t you?"


    Presley finished speaking, walked over to Damon, and looked at him with cold eyes. "Look at your


    current situation, being ridiculed like that, how does it feel? Don''t you realize what you''ve lost since


    leaving the Harper family?"


    Damon looked at the old man with an indifferent gaze, and spoke calmly, "The Harper n is all well


    and good, but frankly, I don''t find it worth my time to constantly hear of its grandeur. And I don''t see


    anything in the current Harper family that''s worth your pride.


    "Once I decided to leave the Harper family, I never thought I''d crawl back because I couldn''t


    survive. So don''t try


    to tempt me with how powerful the it is - to be honest, everything about the Harpers is unattractive


    to me."


    Presley''s hand, clutching his cane, was tight, making his entire body tremble. His facial muscles


    twitched uncontrobly.


    "Fine. You really are stubborn. I''m waiting for the day youe back begging."


    Damon chuckled lightly, a dismissive smile in his dark eyes, looking at the old man somewhat


    helplessly. "Rest assured, that day will nevere.’


    His simple words, however, conveyed absolute arrogance and confidence.