Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 224

Especially when she spoke of Serena.

Karen’s disdain and disgust were written all over her face. “Grandfather, how can a woman like that ever enter the Blackwood family? Letting her hang around Nicholas will only ruin him!”

“She’s a country girl with no manners who didn’t even finish high school. Just standing next to Nicholas would be a disgrace to him!”

Karen spoke until her throat was dry. “Grandfather, we know Isabella inside and out. She’s well-behaved, sensible, and she’s waited for Nicholas for so many years. In every way, she’s the perfect match for him!”

“Besides, haven’t you always been fond of Isabella, Grandfather? You can’t just ignore this!”

Old Mr. Blackwood leaned back in his rosewood chair, his eyes closed. His stern, calm face betrayed no emotion.

Only after Karen had finished did he slowly open his eyes.

His gaze, sharpened by years of experience, was piercing as he looked at her.

“I know,” Old Mr. Blackwood said, his voice deep and steady. “I have it under control.”

“Grandfather, it’s not enough for you to just have it under control. You have to do something.” Seeing Old Mr. Blackwood’s lukewarm attitude, Karen grew anxious. “Nicholas is the future of the Blackwood family. His partner must be chosen with the utmost care. It absolutely cannot be some shady woman like her…”

“That’s enough.” Old Mr. Blackwood closed his eyes again, his stern features turning icy. “I’m tired.”

“Grandfather!” Karen didn’t buy the excuse. It was early in the morning; he had just woken up. How could he be tired?

She wanted to say more.

Patton, the Blackwood family’s butler, stepped forward at the right moment. His tone was respectful but firm. “Miss Karen, the master hasn’t been well lately. He needs to rest. Please, you should leave now.”

Karen’s expression changed. She was both anxious and angry, but she didn’t dare throw a tantrum in front of Old Mr. Blackwood. She could only say weakly, “But Grandfather… Isabella is here too. She brought some soup she made herself and is waiting for you outside…”

Old Mr. Blackwood had always had a very good impression of Isabella and was quite fond of her.

Patton was a little surprised. “Sir, I thought you were quite satisfied with her…”

“What does my satisfaction matter? The important thing is that Nicholas is satisfied,” Old Mr. Blackwood glanced at him. “If I could force that boy to do anything, I’d be holding my great-grandson by now!”

Patton fell silent. That was true. The Third Young Master had a personality that would try a saint’s patience.

In the past, the old master had tried everything, even feigning illness and threatening his own life, to get his grandson to agree to the engagement with the Lancaster family, but Nicholas had never once budged.

“However… that girl is rather interesting,” Old Mr. Blackwood said, stroking his chin and starting to smile.

The stern look on his face instantly vanished.

Having served Old Mr. Blackwood for decades, Patton understood immediately. “Sir, are you referring to… the true heiress the Lancaster family brought back?”