The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 45

Chapter 45

Tanya didn't sleep well that night. She felt a deep sense of guilt toward Madison

Madison had been on her own for more than 20 years, worn out to the point of having a stomach illness. As Madison's mother, how could Tanya not be heartbroken?

Tampa woke up early the next morning and instructed the maids to make chicken broth. She let it cook until noon before hurriedly taking it to the hospital.

She couldn't help but imagine how touched Madison would be. She pondered about talking Madison into being more considerate. She wanted her to stop stirring up trouble among the family and stop being jealous of Rebecca

without her upbringing, Madison fell short in every way compared to Rebecca.

Tanya stood at the hospital room door with her chin up. As she opened the door, she said, "I brought you some broth, Maddie."

Tanga waited with an air of pride for Madison to show her gratitude, but her expression froze

Inside the room, Josephine gently sat down, and the table was filled with food.

"You're here, Tanya. Have you eaten? Maddie is just about to eat." Josephine looked at the lunch box in Tanya's hand. "You have brought some food for Maddie as well. Come on

Josephine got up to take the lunch box and said with a smile, "Maddie has a stomach issue, and it has worsened into acute gastroenteritis. The doctor instructed us to be extra careful with what she eats." Tanya awkwardly sat on a chair. "Did you prepare all this?"

nodded. Seeing the chicken broth in the lunch box, her smile faded

to the vegetable soup

top and bits of onions floating in it. Meanwhile, the vegetable soup was crystal clear with

Even though Tanya was

broth I made for you, Maddie. I made it just for you early in the morning, and simmered it on low heat. I rushed over to bring it to you as soon

as a mother. She got up and served Madison a bowl of chicken broth with two pieces of chicken

bad to be

in as much effort as josephine,

broth and

agitated, she

locked at Tanya and

were the quiet type. What a

last bite, the chicken broth Tanya brought over was

and

shouldn't act like that when someone older-even if it wasn't her own mother-brought

did lock Madison up yesterday, but that

mistake. But she came by today with chicken broth to make

had never seen a daughter showing their

like the thoughtful Rebecca, Just thinking about how Rebecca would happily praise the chicken broth she cooked made Tanya

up to Tanya. "Why are you

enemy. After all the effcet I put into bringing her food,