“Is Grandpa home?”

“Yeah, of course. However, don’t you know your status? You’re just a dog to the Callahans. You’ll have to crawl if you want to come inside.”

“Who is it, Megan?”

Tommy walked over and saw James at the door.

“Yo, James! What a rare visitor,” he sneered.

“I’m here to see Grandpa. I’ve got an important matter to discuss with him,” said James.

“Didn’t you hear Megan? You’re a dog to the Callahans. You’ll have to crawl inside if you want to enter the Callahans’ villa,” Tommy said condescendingly.

Tommy came out to welcome someone—his youngest sister, who moved to North Cansington after marriage had returned.

He wanted to welcome her back home personally.

Wendy Callahan was Howard’s youngest daughter and Megan and Tommy’s sister.

Six months ago, she married into a wealthy family in North Cansington whose status was comparable to the Great Four of Cansington.

Her husband was also very promising. Despite not being a direct descendant of the Colemans, he was the de