Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

However, Emily had badmouthed Sophia in front of Martha, saying that Sophia. was a vixen who wouldn’t leave Arthur alone and seduced him, which instantly made Martha furious. This time, she returned to the country precisely because she heard from Emily that there was a girl who was deceiving her grandson, and she wanted to come back and set things straight.

When Arthur’s eyes swept across Emily’s guilty expression, he could already guess what she had said to Martha..

At 5.00PM in the international airport, a large private jet arrived before a luxuriously dressed old lady holding a box wrapped in black silk cloth in her hand appeared from the VIP entrance, her movements gentle and careful. Behind her, there was a line of four maids and eight bodyguards following her.

Arthur, who had been waiting at the entrance, immediately stepped up to greet her. “Grandma.”

Martha looked at her grandson with sharp and piercing eyes. “Artic, why do you look so unenergetic? Didn’t you sleep well last night?”

“I missed you so much that I couldn’t sleep well,” he explained with a smile.

“I don’t believe you at all.” Martha and her son had both married and had children at a young age. Therefore, although she was only 68 years old this year, her grandson was already grown up.

while stretching out his hand

observed how much the country had developed. Although she was born abroad and lived outside

“How homely!” She sighed.

up a house here. What do

in surprise. As she had watched him grow up since he was a child, she knew his personality and preferences well. When Arthur

hiding something from

“No.”

I want to know what kind of girl can affect my grandson as well.” Martha refused to let him

chuckled. “She’s just an

she felt that this

more interested in the reason why this girl

realtors to come over and talk to you tomorrow.” Arthur changed the

to probe either After all, she would be here for some time, and she would eventually get

been dismissed, and her mother had started to take charge of the

If I didn’t get set up by that b’stard, we