As the Harris family left the mansion, Mr. Harrisâ face crumbled instantly.
âWhatâs his deal? Some snot-nosed brat barely twenty years old. He thinks he can still have it made without the Grant family at his back?â
Heâd already treated the younger man with such respect, but Matthew didnât give him a shred of it back.
âDear...â Mrs. Harrisâ expression didnât look too good either.
Theyâd been thoroughly humiliated today.
Elizabeth still had it the worst. After she saw how Matthew and Blanca showed off their affection for each other, sheâd been down in the dumps, like her soul had been sucked out, all the way after the meal.
âStill thinking about that man, Elizabeth? Forget him, heâs married.â When she saw the sad face of her daughter, Mrs. Harris sighed comfortingly.
âMom!?â Elizabeth yelped unwillingly. Then, as if she had thought of something, she took Mrs. Harrisâ hand and pleaded, âDidnât you say you were going to prepare something good for me at the reception banquet? Could you also do me a favor...â
So long as whatâs done was done, there was nothing that Matthew could do to deny that, right?
âMom, I think I forgot my phone; Iâll go back to get it!â Elizabeth suddenly stopped in her tracks, spun widdershins and ran towards the mansion.
In the living room, Blanca suddenly sneezed, and she hurriedly took a tissue.
Was someone thinking about her or cursing her?
âYouâre the mistress of the house now. Arenât you supposed to clean up?â After the meal, the family sat in the living room to chat. Louise looked at Blanca and couldnât help but mock.
â...pack up?â Blanca rubbed her nose and looked at Louise in a loss. âThe family has servants, right?â
âBut youâre Matthewâs wife...â
âAre wives married just to be servants?â Blanca dragged out a long âhuhâ and shimmied over. âSo why pay the servants? Got too much money on your hands? Send me the servantsâ paychecks and Iâll do it.â
Blanca harrumphed proudly, and the old man burst into laughter.
Still, though, considering it now â the servants made ten to twenty thousand a month!
She only made four to five going out working!
It was getting tempting.
âHahahaha... you really are a wealth hound, kid.â The old man chuckled exasperatedly and pointed at Blanca. Blanca giggled in return. Mr. Johnson came with fruit for dessert. Blanca picked a few bits that would fit the elderly more, and handed them to Alan. â...Grandpa, the watermelonâs cold and too sweet for you. Iâll pour you some tea later.â
Seeing the old manâs pampering smile, Blanca only felt close to him.
She couldnât help but treat him better for it.
If Grandma had still been alive, sheâd probably be looking at her with the same kind of love...
Blanca took a quiet bite of watermelon. It was sweet and cold. Thinking of her grandmother, her eyes inevitably reddened.
âEh? Whatâs with you, kid? Why are you crying all of a sudden?â
âI-Iâm not,â Blanca smiled sweetly. âIâm not crying. I just think Iâm really blessed to be by your side, Grandpa.â
âSilly girl, youâre my granddaughter-in-law now. If Matthew bullies you from now on, just come and tell me, and Iâll show him what for!â
âOkay, thanks Grandpa~â Seemingly infected by the old manâs grin, Blanca found the long-lost feeling of home as she took Alanâs arm and pouted playfully, âGrandpa~ I framed the painting you gave me last time and Mrs. Brown loved it too. Can I have another one?â
âHah. Mrs. Brown really said that?â
âSure she did.â Blancaâs eyes went wide. Mrs. Brown was someone that the old man had got for Matthew from the start. Beaming, Blanca continued, âI know you like painting at night, Grandpa. Otherwise, I wouldnât even be leaving, and Iâd be staying here with you!â Giggling, Blancaâs little face turned into a blooming flower. With the sweet shape of her mouth, it was a pleasing sight.
The old man didnât have any hobbies outside of that.
âThat wonât do!!â
Suddenly, a crisp, authoritative voice came from the doorway.
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