Capturing the Young Doctor's Heart: Mr. Big Shot Won't Let Me Go-Chapter 84: Sweetheart

The three of them looked at her simultaneously.

The young sales agent didn’t know why she was interested in the elderly doctor’s affairs, but still warmly smiled at her and replied, "He took a liking to a second-hand house on Sycamore Lane and mentioned he wanted to choose a place a bit farther, so I took him there. He seemed quite satisfied after seeing it, saying he’d go back and think it over."

Claire Prescott said, "Could you take me to have a look?"

The three sales agents were taken aback at the same time, not quite understanding her actions.

Claire Prescott offered no explanation.

But, the male sales agent quickly reacted and answered her, "Of course, I can."

It was a bit far, so he drove her to see the house.

On the road.

The male sales agent couldn’t help but ask, "Miss Prescott, what is your relationship with that elderly doctor?"

Claire Prescott did not hide it, "He is my grandfather."

The male sales agent was shocked for a moment and then guessed, "Are you buying a house for him?"

Claire Prescott calmly said, "For his sons and grandsons."

"..." The male sales agent instantly fell silent, not knowing how to continue the conversation and not daring to delve into family ethics in front of the client.

Finally, he just said, "Miss Prescott, you really treat your grandfather well."

End of the topic.

Sycamore Lane looked a little newer than where they currently live, lively yet not losing its warmth, with a kindergarten nearby, making life there very convenient.

The male sales agent opened the courtyard door, inviting her in while introducing, "The former owner moved to a new home and wants to sell this old property. The house was just tidied up a couple of days ago, and they entrusted us with its resale."

"It has a total of three floors and a courtyard, suitable for seven or eight people, facing south, so the lighting is good..."

Claire Prescott followed him, looking at room after room.

All the furniture was left behind, and as long as the entire house was thoroughly cleaned, it would be fit for living.

The elderly doctor thinking of buying a house for his uncle and his family was probably because he didn’t want to be disturbed by their noise, yet didn’t want to owe them anything.

Initially, she was pondering on how to mention this matter after buying the house, how to let her uncle’s family move in. When she heard that the elderly doctor decided to buy a house for her uncle, selecting this home, she instantly felt a sense of sudden clarity.

The price of this house was also within her budget.

She pondered for a while.

Claire Prescott told him, "I’ll buy this house. What are the procedures?"

Due to her limited lunch break, and the former owner unable to arrive in time, they arranged to transfer the property that evening, but she could receive the keys first...

As soon as she returned to Sinclair Apothecary, she took the keys and went directly to the elderly doctor’s consultation room.

At this moment, both elderly people were present, even bringing along the parrot, Little Seven. One was wearing reading glasses, reading medical books, and the other was feeding the parrot, with the atmosphere exceptionally serene.

Originally, she hid behind the door peeking at them, but was spotted by Little Seven at a glance, who shouted in an animated, childish voice, "Sweetheart."

Then, both of them looked up at her simultaneously.

The elderly doctor’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, "What are you sneaking at the door for?"

Claire Prescott stepped lightly inside, obediently greeting them.

Seeing her bright smile, the elderly doctor could tell she was in an exceptionally good mood today, "What happy event has happened again?"

Claire Prescott leaned on Septima, teasing deliberately, "What secret talks are you having?"

"At our age, what secrets could there be?"

Claire Prescott shook her head, "I don’t think so. Why do I feel like you both are hiding something from me?"

The two exchanged looks, their expressions slowly changing.

It seemed to say, could she really have found something out.

Claire Prescott didn’t continue teasing them, took out the keys, straightforwardly saying, "I’ve already purchased the house that Grandpa liked yesterday, in full. I’m planning to transfer it tonight."

Visibly, she watched a wave ripple through their eyes, which they quickly suppressed calmly.

The elderly doctor’s brows furrowed further, the already wrinkled skin deepening further as he frowned, "Why are you meddling needlessly."

He had just told Septima last night that he had his eye on a house, planning to take her and Claire to see it together tonight.

He always remembered the words his granddaughter told him, to be cautious outside.

Afraid of being cheated, he wanted to take his granddaughter along.

Unexpectedly, she quietly bought the house he liked today.

Claire Prescott placated them, saying, "I’m young, my health is better than yours, and if anything happens at home, I can bear it and help. In fact, I don’t want to see you hiding your struggles. Chinese medicine often teaches that the heart governs the mind. To nourish life, one must first nourish the mind. Keep away from unpleasant things, and we’ll live more freely and easily, right?"

The two elders looked at her with a mix of indulgence and helplessness.

Septima couldn’t help but remark, "You, you, you always have the sweetest things to say."

Claire Prescott’s smile was warm and lively, leaning on Septima’s shoulder, "Even Little Seven knows I’m your sweetheart, so shouldn’t I, this sweetheart, be even more filial to you?"

The two elderly people were instantly cheered by their granddaughter, their accumulated worries dissipating in a flash.

The elderly doctor gradually regained a serious demeanor, "Enough with the fooling around. The younger generation should behave like the younger generation. Don’t speak too harshly to the elders. Your grandma and I aren’t that frail."

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but start lecturing, "Constantly staying out, not even home for lunch today. Are restaurant meals outside as clean and hygienic as home-cooked meals?"

To the reprimanding words, Claire Prescott habitually let them go in one ear and out the other.

Just then, Little Seven, as if protecting its master, exclaimed, "Grumpy old man."

The elderly doctor’s face changed immediately.

Claire Prescott couldn’t help but laugh, "Grandpa, you need to change your bad temper."

Saying so, she released Septima, speaking lightly, "Alright, I won’t disturb your world of two, I’m going back to rest for a bit."

However, just as she was about to turn and leave, the elderly doctor called out to her.

"Do you have enough money to spend?"

Claire Prescott smiled, "I have enough; you don’t need to worry about money."

Recalling her uncle borrowing money, she frowned and reminded them, "Keep your money for yourself; you owe nobody. Even if Uncle sent money before, it was his duty to honor you."

"I’m heading back now." After saying that, she left.

Honestly, her only concern was that the two elderly were overly kind and amiable, but their current state of mind and attitude reassured her greatly.

At least they’d find a way to distance themselves from those family ties and troubles.

They wouldn’t silently endure the grievances of their son and grandchildren.

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