Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 936

He just went ahead and lay down right inside the cage, casually propping his head up with one hand. "Ah, my dear apprentice," he chuckled, "seems like your torture skills haven't quite leveled up this year, huh?"

Grant knew his mentor had a background in an assassin organization, trained from a young age. For him, this sort of torment was just another day at the office. Yet, here he was, over seventy, still as fit as a fiddle. It was honestly mind-boggling.

"Master," Grant said coolly, "if I really wanted to end you, you wouldn't be here now."

The old man lay there, not at all like someone stuck in a cage. In fact, he had the air of a laid-back, mischievous old rascal. "I'm starving. I could go for some roast chicken, drunken crab, meatballs, stuffed fish, bamboo mushroom soup, and a bottle of 50-year-old rice wine," he said, completely unfazed. "Everything's alright here, just the food's a bit too basic."

Grant, usually a stone-cold figure, couldn't help but crack a smile at that. I mean, he did serve up four dishes and a soup every day without repeating a single meal for a week. Not too shabby, right?

"Master, it's been a year, and you still don't seem to grasp your predicament."

Even soaking wet, the old man didn't look one bit ruffled. He had one leg casually crossed over the other. "You've got something to ask me, don't you?" he remarked.

Grant's eyes narrowed a bit, and a slight frown creased his brow. "How do you know I've got something to ask?"

"I raised you, remember? Took you in at eight and traveled everywhere with you. I can read you like a book," the old man replied with a knowing twinkle in his eye.

"So, what brings you here today?" he asked between bites. But before Grant could reply, the old man waved him off. "Let me finish eating first. Don't ruin my appetite."

Grant didn't rush. He patiently waited the whole hour until the old man had his fill, and the table was cleared. Then he approached.

"Alright, what's got you in a bind this time?" the old man asked.

Grant finally spoke up, "My sister-in-law is pregnant."