Oliver twisted his eyebrows, with a trace of displeasure, unexpectedly Ava dared to bargain with him.
Ava stiffened her back, her black eyes fixedly staring at Oliver, even if she was scared, she was reluctant to back down. After all, if she backed down now, she would really only become a tool for grandpa to please Mason.
Although she didn’t want to use such words to describe herself, it was a fact.
The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and Oliver’s eyebrows tightened. Although he was extremely unhappy, he knew in his heart that his granddaughter would eat soft or hard, and if she had to force her, it would only have the opposite effect.
Oliver carefully weighed the pros and cons, and his expression slowly eased.
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