Chapter 350

Before she entered the ward, she could hear a commotion from afar.

Frowning, she picked up her pace.

“Look at that expensive stuff. Ashlyn must be rich now!” Horace’s rude voice rang out as he stared at Susan viciously.

Susan cowered back in fear. “Lucas was the one who changed them.”

“Who’s Lucas? Are you lying to me? I don’t see any Lucas here!” Horace demanded angrily. “I don’t care. Get two million from Ashlyn. She’s a famous doctor who gets paid a lot by those wealthy men!

She must be rich!”

Susan gazed at her furious son worriedly. “Horace, it isn’t easy for Ashlyn to earn a living. Can you stop extorting her?”

“Mom, how could you be so partial to her? Horace’s company has lost a few contracts strangely within the past few days. We’re facing a cash flow issue now. He’s your son, so you must help him. The only person who can help Horace now is Ashlyn. If she can pay for this VIP ward, she can help Horace, too!” Mary shrilled. She then added, “You should be closer to your son than your granddaughter! Why won’t you help your son?”

Tears brimmed in Susan’s eyes. “Stop it! Ashlyn isn’t rich at all.”

“Even if I am rich, I won’t give my money to ingrates like y’all.” Suddenly, an icy voice rang from the door.

The three of them looked in the door’s direction and saw Ashlyn with a lunchbox in her hand. She was dressed in an icy blue midi dress which highlighted her striking features.

She walked into the room with an icy aura around her.

Placing the lunchbox on the table, she said, “Grandma, I have prepared some chicken soup for you.

Let me pour some for you.”

She literally ignored both Horace and his wife. However, she couldn’t help but think, Why is Horace’s company in trouble now? I don’t think they have handed the evidence to the authorities yet.

That’s strange.

Susan gazed at Ashlyn and sighed before turning to the couple. “You should leave now.”

“Mom, remember to consider what we’ve just told you!” Horace hinted at Susan before pulling an unwilling Mary away with him.

Mary grew increasingly afraid of Ashlyn after what had happened earlier.

She dared not say anything and scuttled out from the room.

“Ashlyn, that woman planted those evil ideas in your dad’s head. Don’t blame him.” Susan spoke after a brief hesitation as she was afraid Ashlyn might hate Horace. “Your dad wasn’t like this back then.”

Ashlyn interrupted Susan before she could finish. “Grandma, stop defending him. He became an ingrate because you kept defending him!”

At her words, tears rolled down the old lady’s cheeks. “I-I’m sorry.”

Ashlyn immediately regretted her words, especially when she saw her grandmother’s tears.

Upon recalling how her grandmother brought her up, her tone turned exasperated. “You don’t have to say sorry. My dad is the one who should apologize.”

She gave the bowl of chicken soup to Susan. “Here, try some.”

Ashlyn let out a long breath as uneasiness crept up her heart.

Mary’s voice was still audible in her ear. “You should be closer to your son than your granddaughter!”

She abruptly recalled a news article she had seen previously.

A paralyzed old man was buried alive by his son. But when his son was about to get locked up in jail, he showed up and humbled himself for the sake of his son.

Suddenly, she understood why her grandmother refused to stay with her no matter how many times she made that offer.

She might be close to her grandmother, but Horace was her son. A mother would always love her son selflessly.

Perhaps Grandma loves Horace the most, she thought.

After drinking some of the soup, Susan put the bowl down and looked at Ashlyn, obviously torn.

“Ashlyn, your dad’s company isn’t doing well.”