The Poor Billionaire's Revenge.

Chapter 126

Walking through the front door of the mansion he bombed into grandpa who was just waking up from a little nap. It was a daily routine for him to nap a little. Maxwell smiled as he saw grandpa come down the stairs into the living room.

“Hey grandpa, is everything alright?” Maxwell asked with fear in his eyes.

“Yes, I guess I am fine. Just the aging bones at its job”. Grandpa said with a little more stretch. And then he got down to the living room and sat on the couch.

“I guess you are stressed from all the movements in the past days. I think you need to hand over some of these things to Uncle Zander. He's a good catch and can represent you in almost all the meetings”. Maxwell advised.

“Of course Zander knows exactly what to do when I am not around and I must tell you that I have the best sons and even Mirabella. She is worth the price of ten other men put together”. Grandpa said with so much pride and admiration in his tone.

“We are a powerful family and I love it that way”.

“Power is