Lena was practically buzzing with excitement upon learning that Brandon was willing to meet her. Clutching a gift bag in her hand, she arrived at Brandon's house. It was a picture of eagerness.

As she stepped into the living room, her eyes immediately caught sight of a pair of pink slippers by the shoe rack, causing her brows to furrow in confusion. Brandon was a bachelor, as far as anyone knew, and there was no buzz about any lady friends in his life.

Oliver would drop by to see Brandon, but he was notoriously single, with not even a whiff of romance in the air.

So, whose slippers could they be? Could they belong to Josefina? The thought cast a shadow over Lena's previously bright mood.

After a moment of internal struggle, Lena slid her feet into the pink slippers. She decided to act as if she was oblivious to any implications, maintaining a tender smile as she continued into the living area. "Good afternoon, Grandpa Brandon," she greeted warmly.

there, Lena. What brings you

"Grandpa, I brought you some supplements to try. They've really helped my own granddad feel better. He says his aches have eased up quite a

Josefina to take care of his well-being and wasn't one to readily trust the word

but Josie knows my health inside out. Since these helped your granddad, it's

left her with a bitter taste in her mouth. She struggled to keep her composure, and her face was as gentle as ever. "Brandon, no offense to my sister, but it's always best to get checked out at a hospital. You know, just

That Josie isn't up to scratch?" Brandon's tone was even,

Brandon, that's not what I meant. I just think that since my sister isn't a

remained impassive, unreadable. Lena, sensing the awkwardness but unable to discern his thoughts, pressed on

with a knife, and even Bennett seemed

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