Chapter 166 A resurrection

Linda was stunned. “Nana, what did you say?”

“I said I’m willing to grant authority to the Graham family and help them overcome this

crisis, “Natalie lifted her gaze, speaking calmly and unhurriedly.

“Really?!” Linda’s usually composed voice carried a hint of excitement and anticipation.”

“Yes.”

Natalie replied calmly, looking down at the brooch tightly clenched in Linda’s hand. “The Graham family left this brooch for Aunt Mills. Please return it to me.”

What?!

Linda, who was momentarily overwhelmed by excitement, just remembered that she was still holding onto the brooch.

“Nana, do you want this brooch…?”

Did Nana, just for this brooch, even choose to help the Graham family? Was she not mistaken?

Linda inquired, her eyes probing cautiously.

Linda’s gaze towards Natalie suddenly became cautious, although she had doubts in her heart, she

only showed a hint of inquiry.

“Yes.”

Natalie nodded, reaching out to retrieve the brooch.

But halfway through extending her hand, Natalie was stopped by Linda’s gaze. She froze. “Aunt,

what’s the matter?”

Linda quickly waved her hand. “It’s nothing, it’s nothing,” she muttered, glancing at the object one

last time.

She made up her mind and handed the brooch to Natalie.

After all, it belonged to Natalie, and while Linda desired it, she understood that she couldn’t take

something that wasn’t hers.

Moreover, between Graham Group and the brooch, the brooch was always the second choice after not getting Graham Group. Linda clearly knew what to choose, so she straightforwardly handed

over the brooch.

Natalie lowered her head, taking the brooch.

She knew what Linda was thinking.

Deciding to explain directly, Linda said, “Aunt Mills, this brooch was quite expensive when I bought

it… and it holds a special meaning for me. That’s why I wanted this brooch.”

“Otherwise, I would have given it to you as a gift.”

“No need, no need. It’s yours, and Aunt shouldn’t have asked for it,” Linda replied while nodding

thank you so

the Graham family’s

a

her anymore.

late, and it’s not safe for the driver to

road.”

repeatedly agreed, “Yes,

the table and wiped away

I go

care

she hesitated and turned back. Her

“Nana… Aunt…”

to sit down but stood up again upon

wondering if you could write a power of attorney for me right now. I haven’t received

asking for it

Mills immediately requested her to produce the authorization letter. Why the rush? But then she thought to herself, after all, it’s a

is normal.

nodded, “Is it

at home right. now, I’m afraid I need to

will take some time.”

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waiting.” all she

to go to Dr. Nancy’s

Graham, “Could you please go to the lab and get a copy of the authorization letter? It should be in Dr. Nancy’s sealed

stood there motionless.

“Hmm?” Natalie frowned.

of the lab. “Then I’ll have Ryan bring it,” even though it was

delivered the authorization letter. He arrived at Greenlife

wearing a black coat, looking a bit disheveled. He walked in with big

in his hand.

he could finish speaking, Natalie hurriedly approached, eager

authorization letter.

at this young man who suddenly

indicating Ryan, who immediately understood that he had let

something slip.

glanced around and saw Linda, then quickly corrected himself, “Doctor…

letter for

throat, as if he still felt it wasn’t enough. He continued, “Don’t ask me for help in

to learn from Dr. Nancy, not to deliver things for you, the

assistant.”

hearing this, Natalie raised her eyes and blinked.

“Understood. If you ever need help, you can also come

other right?”

help each other,” Linda quickly interjected, trying to smooth

sign the authorization letter today, which caused

upset her colleague.

be reluctant, his words filled with

“Well then.”

pulled out a chair and sat down.

from bag and casually glanced at Ryan sitting

sentence, she blinked her eyes. Was he wearing a

inside that

it feel like there was a hint of

a closer look at the garment inside, to see if

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