Chapter 210

Alexander Taylor went quiet for a moment, gently ruffling her silky black hair before letting out a soft sigh. “Maybe Grandpa was wrong this time.

It’s late, sweetheart. Go get some sleep.”

With that, he turned and walked away.

He knew exactly what his wife was like, but still hoped deep down that she and Cassandra could act like a normal grandmother and granddaughter.

He also understood why Evelyn treated Cassandra this way—it was a grudge she just couldn’t move past.

Still, after what happened tonight, maybe Evelyn would back off a little.

As for his wife, he wasn’t going to let her cross the line. Cassandra was smart enough to keep things in check.

Meanwhile, in the other room— Lillian Doyle was dragged back kicking and screaming. Snot and tears all over her face, she wailed, “Richard Taylor! I’m your wife! You just stood there and watched that little brat Cassandra hit me? Not only did you not help me, you actually stopped me from hittin