My Doting Uncle

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When I arrived, Marco was already in the living room. Grandpa's face was ashen. He picked up the ashtray and threw it at him, "Who allowed you to come back?!"

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Marco was still neither humble nor overbearing. He looked at Grandpa and said softly, "I°Øve grown stronger, so I came back."

Grandpa froze for a moment, "Are you threatening me?"

Marco said, "I wouldn't dare."

With a cold face, Grandpa said in a deep voice, "I think you°Øre bold enough. You want Emily! I should have ruined you in the first place!"

As soon as he said that, the maid said, "Ms. Ainsworth."

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I was taken aback for a moment. I noticed that Grandpa looked over, and couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at the maid.

Surprise flashed in Grandpa's eyes, and then he smiled, "Emily, look who's back. Say hello to your uncle."

I froze.

Marco looked at me with a frown.

"Uncle." I greeted obediently.

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