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In Sonia's memories, she had never once seen her grandmother at the Reed Residence. She never heard Henry talk about her grandmother either.

When she was a child, she was curious about what her grandparents were like, but Henry never gave her an answer. He would merely stroke her head while his eyes flashed with emotions she did not understand back then.

Later on, when she was older, she realized the emotions in his eyes were despair and sorrow.

She wondered why Henry would look so sad when his parents were mentioned, so she secretly investigated them. She found out that the first time the Reeds went bankrupt, her grandparents were murdered by some loan sharks.

It was no wonder he was never willing to talk about them, and the sorrow he felt whenever they were brought up.

She had never once enjoyed the love of a grandparent. It was only when she married into the Fullers that she felt the love of a grandmother; how kind and warm it was.

Titus' sudden mention of her grandmother made her curious once more; what was her grandmother like? Would she have been a kind old lady like Rose?

As if he could read her thoughts, Titus gently said, "Your grandmother was actually a very strict woman."

She was startled.

Strict? That meant her grandmother was not a kind and lovable woman like Rose.

Toby ran his fingers through her hair. "Mr. Gray is correct on that point; Old Mrs. Gray was a very stern old woman. While my grandmother is a kind woman most of the time, she is an uncompromising and harsh woman when it comes to major issues. You know that, right?"

nodded. "I

had seen how serious Rose was when she handled

her a few times. Every time I saw her, she would never crack a single smile. She was a terrifying old

pain and suffering she went through during that era. In reality, there was still a soft side to her. She was also amazing at embroidery. Many of her works are kept in the national museum's collection with some even sent overseas as diplomatic

as she

you were wrapped in was the blanket she had spent ten months painstakingly embroidering.

nothing in that statement Sonia could

know how to embroider, but she

bag the size of her palm would require a few months of work if it were embroidered by the best embroiderer around. The swaddle blanket was

"She..."

soon as you are born, she would embroider through the night. Finally, she

shrank. "N-No..."

overwhelmed her just then.

only thing she knew about Pauline was Toby's description

Titus this mean because he grew up with her as his

knew what Pauline had done for her, she no longer thought

to finish a swaddle blanket for her new granddaughter was enough

was as Titus described—a woman who seemed cold on the

an elderly

her face twisted in sorrow. "What about later?

not doing well in the first place. It was quite a miracle that she could hold on until past