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"Elizabeth, do you think you have the right to interfere in my business?" Samuel came in with a cold face and raised the corner of his thin lips. His expression was extremely terrifying. Elizabeth smacked her lips. "I'm helping you." Samuel sneered. "Shut up. Do I need you to act as a matchmaker?" Elizabeth shrugged. "Hmph, it's fine if you don't appreciate it. Just pretend I didn't say anything." "You!" Samuel couldn't be bothered to argue with her. Old Mr. York loved to see the two bicker. He liked to lie quietly on the bed like a ball of air. A lot of feelings started with bickering, didn't they? The relationship between the two of them had improved a lot compared to the past. Why didn't they know how to be flexible? He was really worried about his grandson. Liz was beautiful and