Chapter 272 Back to the Clinton Family Before Mandy left the airport, her gaze swept over a car at the corner intentionally or unintentionally, and she sneered.
When Charlotte arrived in Farmland, Sharon was already waiting at the airport.
Seeing her out, Sharon looked her up and down carefully and then smiled, âYou look good. It seems that you have dealt with a lot of people.â
Charlotte rolled her eyes at him angrily, âDonât make me sound like some kind of spiritâabsorbing goblin, okay?â
Sharon laughed out loud. âOld Mr. Clinton will be very happy to see you.â
Thinking of her tough grandpa, Charlotte also had a headache.
There were many people in the Clinton Family.
Besides her mother and an uncle who had already passed away, there were also her two uncles and an aunt, whose names were Brian Clinton, Aaron Clinton, and Catherine Clinton. There were also her cousins, Derek Clinton, Linda Clinton and Eric Clinton.
Of course, the one in charge of the family was still her grandpa, Old Mr. Clinton.
Old Mr. Clinton had always been tough and strict with his children. Anyway, since Charlotte had been sent back to the Clinton Family, she had been tortured by Old Mr. Clinton.
âWhereâs Aaron?â Charlotte rubbed her brow and asked in a low voice.
Sharon drove and briefly talked about the recent situation, âHe was stabbed yesterday afternoon, and he was out of danger this morning. Now he is already living in a private room.
He turned his head to look at Charlotte, âAre you going now?â
Charlotte hesitated for a moment, âNo, Iâll go back to the Clinton mansion first.â
Sharon didnât say anything more.
Sending Charlotte to the gate of the Clinton mansion, Sharon didnât intend to go in, and was about to leave when Charlotte asked suddenly, âLinda lived here recently, right?â
Sharon looked at her.
Charlotte smiled coolly, âShe sent some gifts to Ben and Anna before, itâs a pity if I donât send her some gifts in return.â
`Sharonâs eyes were slightly cold, and he nodded, âI see.â
After the car drove away, Charlotte casually pulled the suitcase and entered the door.
âMiss Clinton!â
As soon as she entered the door, Tom, the butler greeted her and motioned for others to take her suitcase.
Charlotte looked around and found that the living room was empty, so she curled her lips, âWhere is grandpa? Why is there no one at home?â
âHe didnât sleep well last night, so he is resting now.â Tom explained, âEveryone else went to the hospital to visit Mr. Aaron, youâ¦
Charlotte nodded, âIâll go there later, and Iâll see grandpa first.â
Tom smiled: âHe has mentioned you a lot recently, and he must be very happy to see you later.â
As soon as his words fell, a loud voice came down from upstairs, âWho mentioned her? Not me.â
Charlotte followed the sound, and saw Old Mr. Clinton come down wearing a nightgown, staring at Charlotte with disgust, âWhy do you lose so much weight? You have no food to eat after you go back?â
Charlotte smiled slyly, âYes, I canât eat well without seeing you.â
Old Mr. Clinton didnât hold back, and laughed out loud, âYou! Youâre just glib.â
Charlotte hurried forward to support him, and asked curiously, âDidnât I come back? What happened to Aaron? Why was he stabbed for no reason?â
âHeâs just stupid!â
Speaking of Aaron, Old Mr. Clinton snorted angrily, âItâs just a broken stone, isnât it? He values it more than his life! No wonder others are trying to plot against him by taking advantage of his weakness.â