Chapter 8 – He Needs Her Help

Keira clenched her jaw, feeling utterly anxious.

Just as she was about to leave, Mrs. Olsen sent her a WhatsApp message. “There’s no rush. Are you working this Saturday? I’d like to buy you lunch.”

Only then did Keira understand that her concern had made her anxious.

Lunch at the Olsen’s?

A bitter smile crept onto her lips.

Ten years ago, when she moved out of the Olsen residence, she went back the first weekend.

She entered the backyard and watched through the glass window as Mrs. Olsen, Isla, and Taylor Olsen laughed and chatted. The joyous smile on Mrs. Olsen’s face was one she’d never seen before.

Poppy said, “Do you see that? Without you around, they are a real family of three. If you really care about Mrs. Olsen, you shouldn’t stay away from her.”

Eventually, Keira left quietly.

She only returned on Mrs. Olsen’s birthday each year, leaving a small gift at the doorstep…

After so many years, it was probably time to see her again, right?

Keira responded to the message. “I should be the one buying. Let’s meet this Saturday at 6 pm. See you there.”

She sent over the location of a restaurant.

Visiting the Olsen house could cause unnecessary disputes. It would be better to meet outside, where she could have a quiet chat with Mrs. Olsen, and check on her health…

Mrs. Olsen said, “Alright, see you then.”

After ending the chat with Mrs. Olsen, Keira saw several new messages from “Grandson”.

“As my grandmother ages, she’s becoming more like a child with a hot temperament. You need a lot of patience.

“She has trouble sleeping. Her nights are restless.

“She needs to take two blue pills a day, one in the morning and one at night…”

messages in

grateful for your help. If

entered the bedroom and

*

down the street, two vehicles were

fully equipped and looked

a black suit and was sitting on the

Horton’s family doctor sat in the corner,

Horton’s sleep, which was crucial for

negligence could

leap

in these thoughts when his phone

impassive

family doctor immediately asked, “Did something happen to Mrs.

his lips together and showed him the

Mrs. Horton sleeping soundly in a bed with a floral sheet.

was only nine o’clock in

if Mrs. Horton could

looked astonished, “Mrs. Horton behaves differently around this young lady. If she can

was physically weak, and sleep

clenched his jaw, his

The next day.

well-rested after a long night of sleep, farewell. “I’ve asked Samuel to keep you company. He’ll

lady nodded obediently. “Granddaughter-in-law, where are

“To meet someone.”

you going to meet? Do

“Yes.”

Lewis Horton now, he would find

waiting to go public,

I’ll have my grandson help you

afraid your grandson won’t

was the wealthiest in Oceanion. Even though Granny’s family was

electric bike to the

either working

at the front desk, the receptionist said, “It’s you again! Mr. Davis has made it clear. Mr. Horton isn’t expecting

replied, “I’m not here to

“Then do you have an appointment? Without

the receptionist’s eyes light up. Her impatient expression vanished instantly as she warmly greeted the person behind

around to see

composed demeanor, Isla gave the receptionist a gentle smile, “I’m

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