Chapter 509

On Thursday, Charlene didn't accompany Jasmine to the out-of-town competition. Jasmine, however, wasn't upset; she just pouted and pleaded, asking Charlene to take her out for some fun when she returned from the competition and its events.

Unable to resist Jasmine's playful coaxing, Charlene agreed.

The next couple of days were busy at work, and Charlene didn't make it to the hospital to visit Irma.

It wasn't until Friday morning that she finally stopped by.

Just outside the hospital, Charlene spotted Vesta, her head wrapped in bandages, slowly making her way downstairs for a walk.

Vesta was on the phone. "I'm much better, sweetheart. Minnie, just focus on your competition, okay? Don't worry about your aunt."

As she finished speaking, Vesta glanced up and, upon seeing Charlene, immediately looked away with a cold indifference.

Whatever was said on the other end, Vesta continued, "Promise you'll call me as soon as you find out the results? Haha, alright, I'll keep my phone close so I won't miss your call. It's almost time for you to meet up with your teacher, so go ahead. Good luck."

It was barely even eight in the morning.

Just like always, Jasmine had called Vesta first thing.

Charlene caught all this as she passed by, her expression unreadable, and headed straight for the elevator.

finding the room

bouquet she'd brought, Charlene

time she reached the hospital garden, she spotted


a short distance away, was

however, wasn't with

didn't even know Vesta was hospitalized-she didn't seem to

was Maureen and Vesta who kept

approaching, both Maureen

off

wasn't until Charlene got closer that

up with a gentle

"Hi, Grandma," Charlene replied.

they could still

seriously that if she hadn't made

Charlene didn't bother Maureen much, though.

So what


stif determined to divorce her,

them, if Thorne insisted

with Irma's sudden illness-rumor had it she'd nearly died-if Thorne was truly concerned about

hadn't used her illness to

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