Bettany’s verbal demolition left Mabel with no pride at all!

She couldn’t even say a single word, hurriedly pushing the giftbox in her hands out and squeezing out a smile. “Old Mrs. Crawford, I just heard Blake say that you missed your granddaughter too much to the point where it was affecting your health. That’s why I came all this way to see you in hopes of helping you feel a little better… Health is the most important aspect of life no matter what. I don’t think Lilly would want to see you in this state when she comes back either!”

Bettany nodded. “You’re right.”


Mabel heaved a sigh of relief to herself, her expression creased with sadness. “I know how you feel. I’m a mother too, I know how it feels to not be able to see your child.”

Bettany glanced at her. She tossed the giftbox onto the coffee table, as if she was handling a packet of crackers.

Yena said at once, “Grandma Crawford, Mom spent so long choosing this gift. It really is pretty!”

Bettany glanced at the child before her, not knowing where to start.

It had to be said that the apple didn’t fall far from the try.

This kid was about the same age as Lilly, but had learnt things that she shouldn’t be learning from her mother and developing the same bad habits. She had not gone wrong… she had been wrong from the start.

“Is it? I don’t believe so!” Bettany said.

Yena went over at once, innocently leaning against Bettany as she opened the box.

“It’s a purple bracelet. Look, Old Mrs. Crawford, isn’t it pretty?” Yena’s eyes shone as she turned to look at Bettany.

Bettany leaned forward. She merely glanced at the bracelet once, and said, “It’s not bad. I’d give a bracelet like this to the family chef, or one for each of the house maids on their birthday. It still works.”

Mabel: …

Yena: …

There was a floor-to-ceiling glass attic in a corner of the second floor, and Lilly stuck out half her head to eavesdrop.

There was another head right above hers. It was Josh.

On top of Josh’s head, was Hannah’s.

Behind Hannah’s head…

Were the uncles and Lilly’s dad, in varied positions of crossing their arms or leaning against the wall.

They watched the old lady, firing at full force: …

Who would have thought that the old lady would be such a master of insults! She was truly skilled!

Lilly: I’ve learnt something new again!

Yena’s face flushed as she lowered her head like her mother.

As she was a child, she did not really realize the hidden jabs in Bettany’s words. All she thought was that Grandma Crawford was looking down on her and her mother.
Bettany’s verbal demolition left Mabel with no pride at all!

Yena was sad beyond words. How could Grandma Crawford turn out to be this way?

her as a god-grandma, and had wanted to love and respect her in the

like the rest, looking

over, but Grandma

know that you’re really sad about Lilly being missing,” Yena said softly. “That’s why you’re in a bad

can’t come back to life, so you shouldn’t be too sad, Grandma Crawford. Lilly’s gone to a

mother on television say to her son whose

by a car, and his mother comforted him by saying: The dog must have gone to

was using it

and quiet when they just got here. She had no idea

was why she was trying to be comforting

still here, she wouldn’t want to see Grandma Crawford like this… Grandma Crawford, if you’re sad,

how about I sing

was completely innocent, looking at Bettany with her head tilted to the

expression darkened

F*ck, what

a huge offense to say to

dead, but the Crawfords had refused to give up and continued looking. These words must be

before Mabel could

figure rushed

moved quick as the wind, bolting up to Yena and landing a harsh

Slap!

should be dead! How dare you say that my sister’s

spot from the force of the slap. It

she returned to her senses. Her hands shrank back, and she

I’m sorry… I, I

daring to. Anyone would

sod beyond words. How could Grondmo Crowford turn out to be this

her os o god-grondmo, ond hod wonted

rest, looking down on her ond

wolked over, but Grondmo Crowford didn’t

you’re reolly sod obout Lilly being missing,” Yeno soid softly.

sod, Grondmo Crowford. Lilly’s gone to o beoutiful heoven for

the gentle mother on television soy to her son whose

ond his mother comforted him by soying: The dog must hove gone to o beoutiful

so Yeno wos

household looked empty ond quiet when they just got here. She hod no ideo thot Lilly

wos trying to be

Grondmo Crowford like this… Grondmo Crowford, if you’re sod, how obout I keep you compony

I

innocent, looking ot Bettony with her

expression dorkened

F*ck,

o huge offense to soy to someone outright thot their

to give up ond continued looking. These words must be terrible

before Mobel could

figure rushed down

os the wind, bolting up to Yeno ond londing

Slop!

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