Chapter 0009

Blake had just come out of his room and closed the door when the butler met him. The man saluted by bowing his head before Blake, saying, “Madam is waiting for you to have breakfast with her at the golf course.”

Blake looked fresh and striking with his casual appearance. His aura of a dominant, calm, and wealthy adult man began to shine through as he realized that his real life was not a man to be humiliated.

The man rushed to meet his grandmother at the golf course. Blake saw the older woman ready to hit the golf ball with her club. Blake sat in one of the empty chairs in front of the round table that served breakfast. A female server poured orange juice into Blake’s glass, and he drank it and turned his attention to his grandmother, who was hitting the golf ball hard and well enough that it soared high and far.

“Oh, no, that was close.” Madam Elena complained and was a little disappointed with her shot. She turned to Blake.

“Do you want to try it, Son? Come on, you used to be a