Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 375

As she heard the warmth in Olive’s voice, Lindsey’s eyes filled with tears. Without thinking, she threw herself into Olive’s arms. Her voice broke as she whispered, “Grandma…”

Olive gently patted her back, shaking her head with a soft smile. “You’ve grown up, but you still act like a little kid.”

Lindsey looked up at her, blinking rapidly, a small simile tugging at her lips. “With you, I’ll always be a little kid.”

Olive smiled and reached up to tap her lightly on the forehead. “You were so small back then. I worried you wouldn’t grow but now look at you. Not only did you grow tall, but you turned out so beautiful.”

As Olive spoke, her eyes became misty. She couldn’t help but remember the little girl who had knelt in front of her, crying and begging to be sent abroad.

Lindsey had been about twelve or thirteen, but she looked more like a seven–year–old, so tiny and fragile. Olive had been afraid to hold her too tightly, worried she might break her.

Olive’s heart ached for Lindsey. She had never been loved by her own mother, and after her mom passed away, Ashley took control of her life. From such a young age, she had faced so much pain.

Olive sighed deeply, Back then, she’d been living with Edward. Lindsey, soft and quiet, never talked about her struggles. Sometimes, she would even avoid Olive. It wasn’t until Olive overheard a few rumors that she went to Jim to ask what was going on.

Javier had brushed her off with a few words, and Lindsey had said nothing. She insisted she was fine.

Then, when Lindsey was twelve, she had cried and knelt before Olive, begging her to send her abroad. That image of Lindsey, crying uncontrollably, had stayed with Olive all these years. Every time she thought about it, her heart broke.

Lindsey had been so young, and yet she had already endured so much.

At first, Olive had wanted to bring Lindsey to live with her and take care of her herself. But Lindsey refused.

Eventually, Olive couldn’t change her mind and reluctantly agreed to send her abroad.

In the years since Lindsey left, Olive often woke up in the middle of the night, worrying about how she was doing on her own. She couldn’t help but feel that Lindsey had faced too much hardship for someone so young.

Lindsey gently wiped the tears from Olive’s face. “Grandma, please don’t cry.”

Lindsey,” Olive replied, wiping her eyes, her voice shaky

but determined. “Grandma, I’m not leaving this time. I bought a villa in Jorlandia, and I want

want me to live

okay here, sweetie. Moving around is too much trouble. And I

a burden!” Lindsey teased, sticking her tongue out at Olive. But then her face grew serious. “Grandma, even if you don’t move in with me, I still don’t want you living here. You should go live with Edward instead,

“What’s going on today? Why can’t I stay

for a moment, clearly struggling to find the right words.

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don’t get along. If

daugther had a thorses or being troublemakers. If Olive stayed here, Lindsey feared a confrontation

the bigger issue was that Jim was Olive’s son, and Lindsey didn’t want to hurt her feelings

get. Linder the sand for voice full of compassion. After a long pause,

out, wrapping her arms around One bugging her face her chest.

softly, shaking her head. “Silly girl, no need to thank me? She patted Lindsey’s back gently. T

tell him I’m moving to Edward’s. But I’m

back home and if she met on done. that would be one thing. But taking Olive with her–would Edward even agree And Jim, be would

to confront Jim, but that would mean cutting ties with her father for good And even if the managed as push through all of that, there would be

two sons, both well–known figures in Jorlandia. If Lindsey took Olive and moved out people

up at Olive, meeting her gaze. “Grandma, I’ll

wouldn’t be staying at Jim’s house anymore. That

room, she almost ran into Esther, who was walking toward her. Lindsey ignored her pretending she

sing challenging look. “Well,

kept walking, brushing past Esther without

of steps later, she felt a hand grab her wrist. Lindsey turned, her gaze cold, to find Esther glaring at her, her face flushed with anger. “Lindsey, do you

eyebrow, not slowing down. “You’re talking about manners,

Esther scoffed, but her grip on Lindsey’s wrist didn’t