Noah's POV

All I could do was stare at him.

My grandfather... The once mighty matriarch of the Reynolds family had become a shell of his former self.

After Joshua got him back, it took seven guards and seven grown-up men to dress him up.

The old man behaved worse than a child... What irked me was the feeling that he was doing it on purpose.

Now, as he stood before me, I was a bit conflicted. If only he was always like this, clothed and calm.

It took seven brave men to make him look less of a madman.

I sighed for like the tenth time since he came...