Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Didn’t anyone tell you that what you expel can also be tested?” Mirabella said, looking at her. “Hemp seeds and croton cream, you are quite creative.”
“Ms. Bella, I was confused.” Martha never expected she would know about the ingredients and bowed apologetically, “Please give me another chance.”
Mirabella said nonchalantly, “If you hadn’t been working hard in this house for 18 years, I would have exposed you a long time ago.”
Before Martha could respond, Mirabella added, “Regardless of whether it was a moment of confusion or a premeditated act, regardless of what you’re going to do, next, let me tell you, there should be no next time.”
Watching Mirabella’s retreating figure, Martha felt a chill.
For some reason, Martha felt scared.
Not far away, Serena noticed Mirabella leaving and hurried over to ask Martha, “What did she say?”
“Nothing.” Martha recalled Mirabella’s warning and spoke guiltily. Suddenly, she felt discomfort in her stomach, quickly held her belly, and said, “Serena, I’m sorry, I need to go to the bathroom.”
“Hold on, Martha.” Serena saw her hurrying off and felt even more resentful towards Mirabella!
Mirabella had barely been in the office for a while when someone knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
“Ms. Bennett.” It was Molly who walked in, a bag in her hand and a cheery smile on her face. “This is the cheesecake my mom made this morning. She insisted I deliver it to you. You’ve been a huge help to us; we can’t thank you enough.” Molly handed the bag to her, still smiling.
“Tell your mom I said thanks.” Mirabella opened the bag to find a box with a cake and a cup.
Mirabella was a little puzzled. What’s in the cup?
“It’s fresh juice!” Molly beamed, “My mom got up early to make it.”
Mirabella took a bite of the cake and asked, “Tastes great.”
Then Molly opened the cup for her, saying, “Enjoy! I won’t disturb your work.”
Not long after she left, the aroma enticed Dean into the office.
“Ms. Bennett.”
He patted his stomach; the smell of the cake was too tempting. He overslept this morning and hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. His stomach was growling.
“Do you want some?” Mirabella raised an eyebrow.
“Yes!” Dean looked at her hopefully, wishing she would share some with him.
“Come and get it.” Mirabella generously offered.
Dean happily took a piece of the cake, and oh man, it was delicious!
Just then, Mirabella’s phone started vibrating. She glanced at the screen and saw it was a call from the Piano Association.
“Ms. Bennett, I won’t disturb you.” Dean knew she was busy and tactfully excused himself.
Mirabella answered the call, “What’s up?”
“Ms: Bennett, there’s a piano award ceremony at the Paramount theater in a couple of days. We were wondering if you could present an award for us.”
The voice on the other end was cautious: “We mainly want to provide some encouragement to the contestants, especially since we haven’t had any big shots attend for the past three years.”
Leonard would never attend this kind of minor competition’s award ceremony.
Even when the hosts of international competitions invited him numerous times, Leonard never showed up!
Although the chance of a high–profile figure like Mirabella attending was slim,
They still held out hope: “Ms. Bennett, please don’t refuse. Could you consider it? If the contestants hear that you’re coming, they would definitely work harder! Your presence would mean a lot to them!”
The National Piano Competition?
Mirabella pondered: the first place was Serena, and the second was Yolanda.
She wasn’t really into appearing in public.
“We’ll see.”
Her non–refusal implied hope, and the caller was thrilled: “Great, I’ll be waiting for your response.”
Lunchtime
Mirabella didn’t go out to eat with Romeo; instead, she headed straight for the hospital after work.
“Bella, you’re finally here!” Caden was having lunch in his office. Seeing her, he immediately asked if she had eaten.
When he found out she hadn’t eaten yet, Caden dropped his chopsticks in a flash and headed to the cafeteria to grab her some grub.
Mirabella wanted to tell him not to bother, planning to grab a bite herself at the company cafeteria after visiting Granny Grace and checking out what’s been cooking there lately.
But Caden, worried she might be starving, dashed off to grab her food.
Walking into the hospital room, Mirabella spotted a thin bracelet in Granny Grace’s hand right away.
It was something she’d gotten for Granny Grace with her first paycheck.
Every time she woke up, she’d hunt for it, clutching it tightly once she found it.
Mirabella sat down by the bed, gently taking the bracelet from her hand. To her surprise, the old lady on the bed seemed to sense it and slowly opened her eyes. “Bella, is that you?” Grace Melton, with her snow–white hair and kind eyes, looked at Mirabella, her voice weak but excited. “You’re finally here.” “Granny.”
The moment Mirabella spoke, the old woman started tearing up. “After sleeping for so many days, I finally get to hear my granddaughter’s voice.”
“Your body hasn’t recovered yet; don’t get too worked up. Mirabella wiped away her tears, adjusted the bed a bit higher, and then poured her a cup of water. “Drink some water first.”
“Okay.” Grace took the water offered by Mirabella, obediently drank it all, and then held the girl’s soft hand and asked, “Did Olga and her gang give you a hard time?” Mirabella gave a small smile and asked, “No.”
“A few days ago, when I woke up, I heard her say she was sending you back to your biological family.” Just thinking about it, Grace was fuming, almost out of breath.
Mirabella quickly rubbed her back to soothe her, saying, “Granny, don’t be upset. My biological parents are quite nice to me.”
“Really?”
“Really.” Mirabella smiled gently. “Do I look in any way like I’ve been mistreated?”
Grace’s life experience told her the clothes on Mirabella were all high–end, although she couldn’t make out any brand. But the quality and the design are all top–notch. Even the pretty crown necklace she was wearing around her neck.
She was a bit surprised; the necklace looked strangely familiar, as if she’d seen it somewhere.
But after racking her brain and coming up empty, she let it slide.
Not to mention the beautiful butterfly bracelet on Mirabella’s wrist, made from high–quality diamonds.
Her biological family must be well–off!
The thought of this smart and adorable girl not being her real granddaughter made Grace’s heart ache. And that heartless Olga, driving such a wonderful child away without a second thought to family ties!
“Granny, if you get this worked up every time you see me, I might be too scared to come again.”
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.