Chapter 939: Dad Disturbs My Thinking

"Oliver doesn't want to talk to Dad?" The little boy refused without even turning his head, "No, I want to think, you only bother me." His son was so indifferent, it made Kelvin feel a bit sad. When Kelvin found out that his daughter had called him specifically to find a companion for his grandfather, he couldn't help but chuckle. Cheyenne used to say the same thing. She and Cierra were indeed mother and daughter. Meanwhile, Old Mr. Foley, who was eavesdropping nearby, blushed and grabbed the little girl's arm, lifting her up. "You little girl, Great-grandpa doesn't need a companion. Don't talk nonsense, or I won't take you fishing tomorrow." Cierra had prepared the fishing worms, how could they not go fishing? She quickly apologized. Kelvin looked at the lively and noisy family in front of him and felt warm inside. "By the way, Grandpa, is Cheyenne not at home?" Upon mentioning this, Old Mr. Foley's smile faded a bit. "Cheyenne is in the hospital." Kelvin knew Cheyenne's