“Grandpa, while I was running, I bumped into a guy called Isaac not so far from here. Do you know him? I think he lives around here as well.” I asked my grandfather while we were having dinner and granny looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. She was thinking about it too.
“Isaac?” My grandpa asked before he nodded his head.
“Oh yeah, the club owner. His father, Mr. King, is a well-known man around the city, but I don’t know him that well,” he answered, and I nodded my head in understanding.
“So is he a club owner?” I asked and he nodded again.
“Why do you ask? Do you like him?” Granny asked with a smile and I let out a chuckle.
“He is handsome, but I am not interested in dating anyone now, granny.” I told her, and she nodded before we continued eating in silence.
Isaac was a club own
