Chapter 353

Chapter 353 A Fight Between the Pearson Siblings When Kelly came out of her room, she was startled to find Josh sitting in the living room.

“Are you going to visit Old Mrs. Graham again?” he asked with a hoarse voice.

She replied with determination, “If you don’t support me, I’ll manage on my own. Besides, I spoke to Mom last night, and she’s in favor of my decision.”

“I still think what Abigail said was right, Kelly. This is just a misunderstanding. You don’t have to do this because of a misunderstanding. Old Mrs. Graham isn’t worth it for you to be doing these. Abigail had suffered a lot because of her; she isn’t a kind person,” Josh said, a weariness evident in his expression.

“The more you care about Abigail, the guiltier I feel. Do you understand, Josh?” Kelly said with a tone of sadness. She turned and walked away.

Suddenly, Josh raised his voice. “Kelly!”

Nevertheless, Kelly didn’t halt her pace but instead quickened it, wearing a grim expression.

“I don’t understand why you feel guilty. Ever since the day you returned, I’ve treated you as my little sister wholeheartedly. I don’t want you constantly seeking approval from others. You’re the heiress of the Pearson Family. Even if you were a bit spoiled or self-centered, I wouldn’t consider it wrong,” Josh said as he followed Kelly.

“Do you think I’m trying to please Abigail?” She turned around, her eyes red with tears.

He felt disheartened, yet he persisted, “You keep placing blame on yourself, and that’s not right. My relationship with Abigail is my own concern, not yours. Don’t meddle any further. Let’s go back home and not disrupt Abigail anymore.”

“I’m doing this for your sake, yet you think I’m causing trouble for her?” she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

Josh was momentarily rendered speechless. However, he remained resolute, “Let’s go home.”

“I won’t go back. If I return like this, imagine how Mom will complicate things for Abigail. It will only deteriorate your relationship with her,” Kelly said, holding back her tears as she left.

Josh had no choice but to call Scarlett. As soon as the call was answered, he said emotionally, “I want to take Kelly back to Capitalis. Please help me persuade her not to be so fixated on this matter.”

Scarlett, however, had a sharp retort. “Do you truly believe this is a trivial issue? Abigail is being irrational. Kelly has already done a lot, so what more does Abigail want? She has been nursing a grudge over a misunderstanding for far too long, causing Kelly considerable distress. Rather than 1/2 comforting your sister, you seem to be siding with an outsider.”

“Kelly brought this upon herself. Even if she hadn’t come here to explain or do these things, Abigail would have reacted the same way. Why should we expect her to like Kelly or design clothes for her?” Josh asked, his voice tinged with anger.

“If you put it that way, I have to make Abigail design clothes for Kelly. With or without her consent, these clothes have to be designed. Abigail owes you a favor since you saved her grandmother,” Scarlett responded firmly.

“It wasn’t me who saved her grandmother. I simply took credit for someone else’s effort. Your shouldn’t pressure her with this.

Furthermore, even if I did save her grandmother, why should It force her to design clothes for Kelly? That would be the opposite of the purpose behind helping someone. There would be no point in helping others anymore.” Josh was infuriated.

“Josh, you initially approached her with a purpose, not to promote your virtue. Suppose that in the beginning, we didn’t mistakenly believe she was our family; you would’ve been a stranger to her. The truth is, she benefited from your actions.

Scarlett began to be annoyed.

‘Mom! What are you talking about?” Josh shivered in anger.

“You don’t have to raise your voice with me. I don’t have to care about her feelings since she is not my daughter. Plus, Kelly had gone missing for so many years. I would give her anything she wants, let alone just a piece of clothing that Abigail designed!”

After she was done with her words, she hung up the call.

Abigail was surprised to receive a call from Scarlett early in the morning, even on her day off.

“Miss Quinn, I apologize for disturbing you at this early hour. However, there’s an important matter I need to discuss with you.

Please forgive my lack of formality. I hope you understand.” Scarlett’s tone didn’t match her words; she sounded condescending.

“Is the important matter you’re referring to asking me to design clothes for your daughter?” Abigail reclined on the bed, her tone extremely cold.

“Yes, my daughter has just returned, and my love for her surpasses everything. Do you understand how I’m feeling right now?”

Scarlett asked.