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"Good evening Sir— Umm, I mean grandfather!" Johnathan bowed to Zebadiah. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from Abraham"

Zebadiah looked at Johnathan very well before he grinned from ear to ear.

"What are you doing standing over there Johnathan, come give your grandfather a big hug!" Zebadiah said, spreading his arms out and waiting for Johnathan to do what was told.

Johnathan rushed towards Zebadiah, reducing the distance between him and Zebadiah by half when he paused suddenly because the door to the study was pushed open even more.

The banging sound of the doorknob hitting the wall pulled everyone's attention to want to know who dared to interrupt this grandfather and grandson reunion.

Johnathan quickly turned around to find out who had pushed be door and standing by the doorway was an elderly woman with flowing long pudding hair, dressed elegantly and was a similar age to Zebadiah.

"Where is he?! Where is my darling grandson, Johnathan?!" The woman asked in a rush.

Behind her were two maids who tried calming the elderly woman down but she ignored them as she scanned the room for Johnathan.

The elderly woman gasped when she finally saw Johnathan "There you are!"

Johnathan's grandmother rushed to him and gave him a heartfelt hug. All Johnathan did was stand there, enveloped in her warm embrace.

She rested her heart on his chest to listen to her son's calm and strong heartbeat which was now her grandson's and it put a smile on her face and a tear in her eye.

"I'm so happy to finally see you in person. I was never satisfied with the pictures and videos Abraham would send" She said after caressing Johnathan's face in both her hands.

"Grandmother, I'm happy to finally meet you too. How have you been?" Johnathan asked.

"I'm great but look at you. Only a couple of months ago and you were a twig but now look at you. All tall and muscular and handsome!" She said and Johnathan scratched the back of his head bashfully.

"Of course he is Margret. I'm sure it's because of Jaxon's healthy heart circulating his body with the healthiest blood. Us Cross' has always had a horse-like heart. How else could an old man like me have never had any health issues in all my seventy-five years in this world" Zebadiah said then started laughing.

Margret rolled her eyes "This isn't time for you to start bragging you old coot. Today is all about my handsome grandson so don't start trying to distract me"

"Me? An old coot? If that's the case then what does it make you?" Zebadiah asked and Margret gasped.

Zebadiah and Margaret would have little lovers banter for a full minute and Abraham as well as the two maids would only smile and act like it was a normal occurrence in the mansion.

Johnathan looked at both his grandparents and saw that even though they had been married for how long that they have, their love for each other remained as fresh as possible.

He contrasted it with the toxic dynamic his foster parents had and this was a breath of fresh air.

Zebadiah cleared his throat and the mood in the room changed into a serious one immediately.

"Margret and you two, excuse us for the time being. I have some important things to discuss with my grandson and Abraham and for that we need our privacy " Zebadiah said.

"Is it finally time for that?" Margret asked and Zebadiah nodded his head "If you think he's ready for it then I trust your judgment, Zeb"

Margret held Johnathan's hand and said "Come find me when you boys are done. The two of us have our own catching up to do, okay?"

"Okay Grandmother," Johnathan said.

"Great. You look so much like your mother. What a true beauty she was. Don't forget, I'll be waiting" Margret said to Johnathan before she along with her two maidservants left the study and closed the door to give them their privacy.

"What are you doing standing there like a statue Johnathan? Come have a sit with your grandfather" Zebadiah said before he sat down while Abraham pulled the chair Johnathan was supposed to sit on, waiting on him.

"Thank you Abraham" Johnathan said then finally sat opposite his grandfather who was even taller and bigger than he was.

Because of the playful banter Zebadiah and Margret had been doing, Johnathan hadn't used the time to realize just how imposing his grandfather truly was but now that the place was silent, it finally sank in.

Now he was seeing for himself why aside from respect, there was always also a tone of fear in Abraham's voice and demeanor when he talks about Zebadiah.

"So what do you want to talk to me about grandfather?" Johnathan asked and without wasting any time, Zebadiah brought out a file from his desk locker.

Johnathan looked at the file and his heartbeat increased significantly.

The last time he was seated opposite someone like this and they brought out a file, it was the doctor who informed him of his heart disease and how he was to die soon. What would the situation be this time, Johnathan wondered.

"Since your father is no longer here with us and I'm too old to continue doing this, it's your turn to take your place as the heir of the Cross fortune. These are the documents you'd need to sign" Zebadiah said as he brought out the documents from the envelope and dropped them in front of Johnathan.

Zebadiah then reached for a pen from his pen rack and extended it to Johnathan.

"Just sign these son and all of this will be yours to control"