Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

He is also curious about Jim Grant’s vision, how to always look at some not very impressive projects.

If he set up his own business, I wonder what it would be like.

Matthew Grant took a general look at it, took the signature pen and signed his big name, and Blanca Roach was just about done with it there.

“It’s not a big deal, let’s talk about it on the computer, no need to make a special trip.”

Matthew Grant said this to Isabel as well, so it was much more polite.

“Yes.” Curtis Irwin nodded, flustered.

He didn’t want to, but Jim Grant was like a pusher, he had to hand this up today, it was too hard for him …

“Little Alice is ready for dinner.” Mrs. Brown informed the room from the kitchen.

“Well, without disturbing President Grant and President Roach, we’ll leave you to it.”

“Bye Alice.”

Isabel waved her hand with Alice, and the little girl waved coyly, “Bye Uncle Curtis, bye Auntie Isabel.”

Blanca Roach had just overheard Matthew Grant and Curtis Irwin’s conversation, and after they left, Blanca Roach asked about it at the dinner table.

“Didn’t Jim Grant have to be at Empire Group before? Why the sudden change of heart?”

“He stayed at Empire Group if the purpose is my position, then it will never get out, stand on its own instead, he should be thinking of opening up.”

Alice’s little paws and paws towards one side of the bunny-shaped custard bun to make, but short hands can not reach, Matthew Grant for her clip a.

“Thank you, Daddy.” Awwww bit off the bunny’s tail.

Blanca Roach, seeing how sweet her daughter was eating, reached out and pointed to the bun, “I want one too.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The little steamer drawer was right in front of her, within easy reach.

Matthew Grant also gave her a hand, extending his chopsticks to give Blanca Roach a piggy-shaped bun.

Blanca Roach’s eyes arched and her mouth was stuffed with the bun, smiling in a silly way.

Alice watched from the side, she thought her mom’s was delicious, or at least sweeter than the one she was holding, otherwise how could she be smiling so happily.

“I… I want more piggies.”

“After you eat the one in your hand, I’ll give Alice another clip.”

Alice looked at the large half of the custard bun in her hand, if this one was finished, she should not be able to eat it anymore.

But Daddy had told her not to have leftovers, she must eat everything in the bowl.

I wanted to take another piggy bank, but I had to finish the one in my hand.

Since there are children coming to the house tomorrow, Blanca Roach wants to prepare some snack treats and she wants to make some little cookies.

After dinner, Blanca Roach took Alice and got busy again.

Blanca Roach pressed the cookies with a mold, while Alice was making balls, her small hands were very skillful, thanks to the playdough she played with in kindergarten.

“Alice, what are you kneading?”

Blanca Roach asked as she watched the dough in Alice’s hand becoming more and more like a little person with a head and hands.

Alice was quite proud, “Kneading a daddy.”

“Hmm?” Blanca Roach looked at this big head, big belly, long arms and legs “Matthew Grant”, wiped the butter from her hands, took a picture of it with her phone and sent it to Matthew Grant.

“This is the father in your daughter’s eyes, really father love like a mountain, father also like a mountain …”

Matthew Grant, who was busy working in the study, had a black eye.

“Wait.”

Matthew Grant couldn’t sit still, replied Blanca Roach and went downstairs to the kitchen.

At the kitchen counter, Alice was seriously working on a second person.

The one next to her Matthew Grant knew … was himself.

“Alice, who’s this?”

“Pinch a mom.”

Alice carefully pressed a long strip onto the orb, which was mom’s ponytail …