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?"

chicken broth in the lunch

to the vegetable soup

a layer of oil on top and bits of onions floating in it. Meanwhile, the vegetable soup was crystal clear with no pill

charge. Even though Tanya was Madison's biological mother, it felt like she was

in the morning, and simmered it on low heat. I rushed over to bring it to you as soon

a mother. She got up and served Madison a

bad to be moved

in as much effort as josephine, the sentiment behind it was

broth and burned away, instead, she drank the

face immediately fell. Feeling agitated,

at Tanya

the quiet type. What

her last bite, the chicken

and left

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

up yesterday, but that

bringing Madison food was definitely Tanya's mistake. But she came by today with chicken broth to make up for it,

had never seen a daughter showing their mother that kind of

would happily praise the chicken broth she cooked made Tanya feel a little better.

quickly caught up to Tanya. "Why are you in such a hurry? You didn't even say

Didn't you see the look on Madison's face? I'm her mother, nother enemy. After all the