Connor Grant could only helplessly spread his hands, then hurried over to Lily Shaw and said, "Sister-in-law, we weren't planning to persuade you. If you're going, I'm going too."
"No." Lily Shaw flatly rejected Connor Grant's proposal. After a moment of silence, she glanced at the bouquet she'd been fussing over but still wasn't satisfied with, furrowing her brows as she spoke, "You need to stay with Old Master Grant."
"Grandpa has Uncle Sutton with him, I..." Connor Grant's expression didn't change, but the unwavering light in his eyes made Yvonne Sutton momentarily dazed.
However, Lily Shaw was not Yvonne Sutton. Her gaze was deep as she looked at Connor Grant, then she pulled out a chilly, thin smile at the corner of her lips: "Connor, don't force me."
"Sister-in-law, what exactly are you planning?" Connor Grant frowned slightly. He wasn't trying to oppose Lily Shaw, but he didn't want her to take any risks.
