Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1076

Grace's heart skipped a beat. Little Gary's words unnerved her.

After contemplating for a little while, she finally decided not to tell him about it.

"Little Gary, you don't have to overreact to everything. Just be careful not to take food from strangers. It'll be alright."

Upon hearing his mother's words, Little Gary all but gave up on the idea of probing his mother. He had other tricks up his sleeves anyway.

If Mommy won't tell him, he could always ask the butler. He was sure that he would be able to get to the bottom of this once he confronted the butler.

"OK, Mommy, I'll take your word for it. I'm relieved that you sound well, I'll hang up now," Little Gary said.

"Look after Ernest and Lowell for me, alright? And don't cause any trouble for the butler." Grace instructed firmly.

"Alright Mommy, I promise I won't," Little Gary said and muttered in his heart. "But the butler has

caused you trouble."

Grace looked helplessly at Heinz after she hung up the phone.

"I'm sorry, I can't convince him," Grace said.

"I'm already touched that you're protective of me, Grace. At least the brat isn't completely shutting me out. I won't really take his words to heart." Heinz looked at Grace dotingly as he spoke. "Moreover, what he said wasn't wrong either. I really do need someone to keep me in check, for your sake."

Grace twitched her lips, "Although hearing you say that makes me feel better, you understand that I don't feel very comfortable seeing you being taken advantage of like that, right?"

"You'll get used to it," Heinz echoed with a chuckle. "That's what our son said."

Grace didn't know what to say, nor did she know what to think.

After hanging up the phone, Little Gary hurriedly ran to seek out the butler.

The moment the butler saw him, he immediately grinned and asked, "Young Master Gary, are you looking for something to eat?"

"Yeah, I would like some fruit," Little Gary said. "Hurry up and serve me a whole plate."

"As you wish." the butler answered and swiftly ordered the kitchen to prepare them, "Prepare some fruits for the young masters, one of each!"

"Yes!"

It didn't take long for the fruits to be served.

Little Gary's ears perked up and his eyes moved around to inspect the fruits. "I think I still saw some fruits left in the kitchen, you didn't serve everything, did you?"

"The kitchen?" The butler looked at Little Gary in shock and continued, "When did you visit the kitchen?"

Seeing that the butler looked panicked, Little Gary began to push, "What's wrong? Can't I go there whenever I please?"

"Some fruits in the kitchen can't be consumed." The butler replied then immediately asked his colleagues, "Where are the fruits I've asked you all to keep out of reach? Are they still in the locked cupboard? None of you took them out, right?"

"No, Sir. We would never disobey your orders." the people in the kitchen answered.

"Good," the butler breathed a sigh of relief.

That was exactly what he wanted.

Little Gary rolled his beady eyes and said, "Butler, why did you make them put the fruits away? Could they be poisoned?"

He had figured out that those fruits in particular must have made his mother ill and got her admitted to the hospital. He wanted to figure out who had sent them in the first place.

He would definitely not be able to get an answer from the butler if he asked out in the open. Judging from how vigilant the butler appeared to be, the man probably would not tell the truth.

Therefore, Little Gary asked for fruits instead to attract everyone's attention.

"Get to the point. If you're truly a man, spit it out," Little Gary provoked.

Facing this little rascal, the butler did not know how to react. He had not expected that his conversation from before had been eavesdropped on.

How did this young man hear what he had said? Why hadn't he noticed at all?

"Stop hesitating. I'm giving you a chance here," Little Gary urged, "You know how smart I am. If you don't tell me, I'll definitely find a way to make things difficult for you in this house. I'll make your job harder than it already is."

The butler's face turned pale instantly.

He knew how hard it was to deal with this little rascal. Even Mr. Heinz couldn't deal with him, so how could he as a mere butler achieve such an impossible feat?

"please don't," the butler pleaded.

"Then you'll have to think this through. You know I'm not the only one who's going to make things difficult for you. I'll get Ernest and Lowell to join me." Little Gary said to the butler with a faint smile on his face. "Think about it, can you afford to offend the three of us? We're the future of this family after all. We have all the time in the world to toy with you."

After weighing the pros and cons, the butler eventually concluded that he really couldn't afford to offend them.

"Alright, Young Master. I'll tell you. But you have to promise not to tell Mr. Heinz, or else I'll be finished," the butler said.

"You'd still be finished even if I don't tell him," Little Gary said. "But if you choose to tell us what really happened, maybe I can consider covering for you. I promise that the three of us will speak up for you if you do and we'll make sure your position in this family remains intact."

The butler's face paled further from Little Gary's indirect threats.

"Alright," he gritted his teeth and continued, "I'll tell you who sent the fruit, but you mustn't do anything rash, alright?"

"Alright," agreed Little Gary eagerly.

"It's Mr. Yarbrough, your mother's father," the butler answered.