My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 388

"Dream on!"

Xanthea pulled his hand away forcefully. "You just said we would be right here. What does that mean?"

Orion glanced ahead, "Serene Retreat House."

Wasn't that the famous Lockwood Estate?

She felt a panic in her heart. "You-you're not taking me to meet your grandfather, are you?"

"Mm-hmm."

"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm not prepared at all!"

"Don't worry."

Orion took over a gift box prepared on the side. Xanthea opened it to find a set of exquisite porcelain tea set, clearly worth a fortune.

"But this is what you prepared, not me. Isn't it too insincere?"

"What's mine is yours, Xannie."

"That's not the point. Even if the gift is ready, I'm not ready!"

She had it all planned out in her head. Meeting his family deserved a carefully chosen gift and a soft, elegant dress to leave the best impression. Now, Phoenix's dressing style was a disaster!

Orion chuckled and kissed her forehead. "Even an ugly duckling has to meet the in-laws."

"Who's the ugly one here?"

"Alright, let's show Grandpa what a beautiful swan I've brought him."

"Smooth talker! You didn't even give me time to dress up. How can I look pretty in this? The first impression is going to be terrible."

First impression? Orion raised an eyebrow slightly, as if recalling something. "The first impression was good, adorable even."

Although he was already in his twilight years, his short hair was still lustrous, and he wielded the brush with ease. His eyes and demeanor bore a striking resemblance to Orion, like a fine wine that had aged to perfection.

Wow, he was still so dashing at such an old age?

When Orion grows old in the future, will he also be a handsome old man?

She stole a glance at him as Orion took her hand. "Grandpa."

Theodore looked up. When he saw Xanthea, he stunned for a moment, as if seeing through her to a memory from decades past.

The little girl with a ponytail, holding an ice cream cone and singing in a sweet, childlike voice—she seemed to have grown up right before his eyes.

Xanthea felt a little overwhelmed by his long and thoughtful gaze. When she was hesitating whether to call him Chairman Lockwood or Grandpa, she blurted out, "Hi, Grandpa Lockwood!"

Orion's eyebrows lightly moved, and Theodore set down his pen, smiling warmly. "Xan, you're here."

"Ori, leave us. I have some things to talk to Xan."