Chapter 90

Marguerite stared in disbelief at Laverne, trembling and almost unable to articulate her words.“Granny, what about me? Me!”

She was so impatient that her face turned bright red. Her wide eyes were filled with an urgent desire to know more, leaving Laverne looking bewildered.

“What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you standing right here? I want to see my granddaughter. I want to see Yuna.” Laverne spoke with a childlike stubbornness.

What?

Did Granny forget about her?

Laverne glanced at Marguerite with disgust, not caring how shocked she was. She scanned the room and her gaze quickly landed on a corner of the room.

“Yuna? Come, come quickly. I knew you wouldn’t leave me while I’m sick, why are you hiding over there. Hehe, my gazes are blurry, I didn’t see you, don’t be mad at me, come quickly.”

Seeing Yuna, Laverne immediately beamed, waving her hands at her incessantly.

Yuna looked lost. Zoe quickly nudged her, and she walked up, completely baffled.

Finally at the bedside, Laverne grabbed Yuna’s hand. Her surprised expression carried a sense of regained joy as she stared at Yuna without letting go.

“Yuna, I finally see you. I’ve missed you so much.”

“Granny… I missed you

surreal to Marguerite, who stood there

dumbfounded, looking at Frederick with confusion, “Mr.

looked at Marguerite in a questioning and angry tone, “What’s

What was going on?

only give a bitter

know more than anyone what was happening. Why did Granny forget about

respond to Frederick and immediately rushed to Laverne’s bedside. She knelt on the ground. looking at

I’m Marguerite,

looked at Marguerite and then at Yuna. She quickly pulled her arm

have one granddaughter,

Marguerite

confusion. Her expression was darker

on earth was

at Laverne, and asked gently,

name

ask another question, Laverne started

named Yuna. I lived with Yuna in Marina Shores Village when I was

you remember Marguerite? Do you remember Mr. Lockwood

a child is his business, I’ve

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