When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0671

Which of those rich heirs out there didn’t have a wild youth? But playing around should never go too far. Nelly knew better than to spell things out too directly as she had no proof of anything specific. She gave a subtle warning instead.

“When it comes to relationships, you ought to be careful. Experience doesn’t mean you can dismiss women as if they don’t matter. One day, you might end up hurt.”

Sam looked puzzled. “Mom, what exactly are you trying to say?”

Unwilling to delve further, Nelly shifted topics. “A few days ago, I spoke with Dr. Thatcher. He said your grandmother’s eyes and health are significantly improving. Arrange a time for me to go see them.”

Roman Thatcher, a renowned ophthalmologist at Coops Corp Hospital, had been Fiona’s primary doctor for years. Nelly had arranged with the hospital to be informed immediately if her mother’s health improved.

“You’ve been telling me she’s too fragile to handle any emotional strain, so I’ve held back from seeing her. But now the doctor says she’s doing better. What reason do you have to keep me away?” Nelly stared at Sam, as if she already knew his answer.

may have improved, but her mental state is still fragile. Any emotional stress

her own daughter? Despite Sam’s careful choice of words, Nelly’s frustration flared. “I’m her daughter, her only daughter! How has

“Mom-”

one!” Nelly seethed, her voice breaking with anger and bitterness. Who has cared for her, worried about her, and attended to her needs all these years? And yet, she’s still thinking about

dead! Minnie’s been dead for ages! There’s nothing left but dust! Why can’t the old woman get

of a person still lingered, casting a shadow

Sam’s tone grew cold as he listened to her

years, the mere mention of Minnie caused Nelly’s usual poise and grace to disintegrate, leaving her disturbingly out

I truly don’t understand. Maybe you can explain it to me?‘ Nelly’s voice was tinged with desperation. “Whenever they need something. I’m there. Every

time

Calls ignored, gifts returned, and whenever we meet, it’s like

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