her from time to time.
"Is there something on my face?" Ella asked, turning to him.
Isaac bit his lip.
"Big brother is coming home tonight."
Isaac was unsure of how his sister would react. Oliver Grant was unpredictable, and he feared something unexpected might happen if the two of them crossed paths.
He intended to warn Ella, but all she said was, "What does that have to do with me?"
Isaac Grant furrowed his brows.
"Ella, after all, we're your brothers," he said, feeling the distance between them was too much for siblings.
He didn't finish his sentence, but he believed Ella Grant understood what he meant.
Yet, Ella maintained her indifferent attitude.
"You're not my brothers; you're Stella Grant's brothers."
Isaac was left speechless, a pang of disappointment hitting him. It seemed their previous coldness had genuinely hurt Ella, which explained her current aloofness.
There was no choice but to take it slow.
At that moment, Isaac didn't even realize how deeply he wished for Ella to trust him.
When Ella got home, she immediately spotted Dalton Grant and couldn't help but roll her eyes. What terrible luck.
Dalton noticed Ella too, but his expression was far from welcoming.
He was waiting for Ella to say something to him, but instead, she walked right past him, completely ignoring him as if he were just air.
Dalton Grant slammed his hand on the table, glaring as he shouted, "Unruly daughter!"
Ella Grant casually glanced at him before breezing up the stairs, completely indifferent to her father's feelings.
"This is outrageous! How could I have such an uncultured daughter?" Dalton fumed.
Just then, Oliver Grant walked in from outside.
"Dad," Oliver called out.
Dalton immediately suppressed his anger, his face lighting up at the sight of his second son.
"Oliver, is the office not busy today?"
Oliver nodded, "Yeah, I happened to have some free time. I heard my sister was back, so I pushed my work aside."
Dalton was initially pleased, but when he heard Oliver refer to Ella