As she walked into the large house, several relatives from the Nightingale Family greeted her, "Olivia, you’re finally back."
"Look at our Nightingale Family, what a curse we must bear! It was clearly Violet Hargrove and your father who supported Clan Nightingale, and now with such an incident, Isabelle Nightingale has been missing for several days. What are we to do!"
The one who feels troubled in her heart is none other than Eva Nightingale.
She just pities her grandmother.
Regarding the car accident involving her father and Violet Hargrove, she’s indeed a bit upset, but what’s happened has happened... what can be done?
Back then, they heartlessly kicked her out.
Yet she was not ungrateful; at the very least, she came back to see them when they were in trouble, while Isabelle Nightingale—hasn’t she been missing for days?
That night, she encountered her at the Lan Bay Courtyard, and now who knows where she’s gone.
"Olivia, we’re leaving. Stay with the old lady for a while. She said she misses you! Let’s go!"
Eva Nightingale glanced at them, saying nothing.
Sure, she was willing to accompany the elderly lady.
"Olivia, my precious granddaughter." The old lady grasped Eva’s hand, "Granddaughter, you have suffered so much!"
These words made Eva feel like crying!
Isn’t it the grandmother who has suffered?
Grandmother is already over eighty, having lived for so long without much enjoyment.
Moreover, Violet Hargrove usually acts particularly harsh, not even sharing a table with the old lady during meals, and Amos Nightingale always turns a blind eye.
Well, they’ve finally gotten what they deserved!
Eva pinched herself to stay clear-headed. Yes, her hatred for her father ran deep in her bones.
Eva forced a smile, revealing two shallow dimples: "How about I give you a gift?"
It’s often said that old people are like children.
Grandmother has always been good to her.
"No need." The old lady held onto her, "My precious granddaughter, you’re not young anymore. Find a good man to marry, otherwise..." otherwise, her heart would ache, afraid she wouldn’t see her marry in her lifetime.
"Do you have a suitable boyfriend? You could bring him to see grandmother."
Hearing this, Eva felt a pang of sourness.
Grandmother, I’ve already divorced.
Who is there left to marry!
"Grandmother, I’m going to the bathroom."
She got up, found an excuse, and slipped away. It was the only way she managed not to cry in front of the old lady.
Under the nighttime breeze, Eva Nightingale held a pair of scissors, trimming flowers.
Anyway, the flowers in the garden were so flourishing, she decided to cut some to give to grandmother.
Then, she glanced at her ankle, at a beautiful chain. She had nothing valuable left except for the Diamond Ring and this ankle bracelet.
Perhaps she could give this crystal ankle bracelet to grandmother?
Purple crystal symbolizes good fortune.
Huh, why won’t it open?
This was a gift from her husband after their wedding, and since putting it on, she had never taken it off.
She panicked for a moment again, realizing everything on her was given by him.
Ankle bracelet, bracelet, ring... shoes...
Why is everything from him.
After cutting the flowers, Eva hugged them and went to give them to grandmother, making her so happy: "My precious granddaughter, you really should be obedient. Find a good boyfriend, he doesn’t need to be very rich, he doesn’t have to be extremely handsome, but he must treat you well and give you flowers."
Eva smiled, "I can buy flowers myself."
After coaxing the old lady into eating and sleeping, Eva finally put on her coat and went upstairs.