Tears welled up in Victoria's eyes. She looked up at her grandpa. Grandpa was just as she remembered. His sharp eyes were filled with the marks of years. He had thick eyebrows, a tall stature, and wore a pair of glasses on his high - bridged nose. The hair that used to be golden had turned quite gray at the temples, yet he was still full of energy. When he looked at her, there was always a touch of kindness in his eyes.
"Grandpa," Victoria couldn't help choking out.
Hearing the call of "Grandpa", Alessandro was overjoyed. Since Victoria was born and had been under Enzo's control, she seldom came back to the old mansion and rarely called him "Grandpa". Now, seeing Victoria like this, what filled the old man's heart was more worry.
"Did someone make you suffer at home, Victoria?" Grandpa
