Chapter 96 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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Hearing Mirabella’s teasing, Grace laughed, quickly wiping away her tears. “Don’t be like that. Come visit me whenever you have time. Otherwise, I’ll miss you and! won’t know where to find you.”

Mirabella chuckled and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll come visit whenever I can.”

“Even though you’re not my biological granddaughter, I’ve always treated you like one over the years, and I’m even looking forward to your wedding!” Mirabella smiled and said, “You might have to wait a bit for that.”

“I don’t mind waiting, as long as you find someone who truly loves you, then I can live out my days worry–free!” Grace patted her hand gently and said, “If your biological family ever mistreats you, don’t hide it. Once I recover, you can come back to this home! I’ll buy a new house, just the two of us; no need to live with them.”

Mirabella knew that she would never return to the Melton family again in her lifetime, but she still gently said, “I’ll spend more time with you.”

“Alright, alright.” Grace felt very content. “I’ve got to tell you a little secret. Come closer.

Maybe she was worried about eavesdroppers.

Grace waited until she leaned in closer, then whispered, “I’ve already left my will in the vault. If something happens to me, all my shares, savings, house, and car are all yours.”

“Granny, I can’t accept this.” Mirabella started to refuse.

Grace waved her hand, signaling her to stop talking, and whispered, “Hear me out. Demetrius is too easily influenced; he always listens to Olga, and Olga doesn’t like you. They can’t do business for nuts; if they get their hands on my assets, they’ll blow it all.”

That was indeed true. Demetrius and Olga were awful at business.

“But you have the knack, so I’m willing to leave everything to you. Plus, all these years, I’ve considered you my own granddaughter. No matter whose kid you are, you’ll always be my favorite and most promising granddaughter!”

Hearing this, Mirabella felt a lump in her throat.

“Let me add, Olga and the others always pick on you, so when you get the shares, either cash it in or straight up kick them out of the company. Don’t let them squander the Melton family’s wealth. In short, don’t let them walk all over you!”

Mirabella couldn’t believe Grace had even thought of strategies for her, she felt more affected. “But that’s yours; that belongs to the Melton family; I can’t take it.” “You won’t take it? Then I’d rather donate it than give it to them.”

Mirabella fell silent again, knowing how much Demetrius and Olga’s actions had hurt Grace over the years!

Grace would never leave her estate to them.

She said all this with a loving smile on her face: “I wonder which lucky lad will end up marrying my wonderful granddaughter.”

Mirabella suddenly remembered something and took a gift box, out of her bag, saying, “Oh yeah, your birthday is coming up in a couple of days. Happy early birthday.”

Grace was thrilled. She didn’t think Mirabella would remember her birthday.

She opened the box to find a beautiful flower ornament. Theiflower, made of premium gemstones, looked so lifelike that it was a feast for the eyes. At the end of the stem, a gentle touch would play music.

She took one look and quickly said, “This must’ve cost a fortune; it’s too extravagant.”

“Not too expensive.”

In truth, it was a birthday gift from Grandpa Alberto, but Mirabella, didn’t say it, she only said, “Touch here, and it’ll play music.”

Grace was overjoyed: “Now when I’m bored, I can listen to some melodies.”

I was a custom ornament with hundreds of uplifting piano songs.

“There are two more gifts.” These two were actually from Mirabella.

Grace was surprised and delighted. “More?”

“This is a senior–friendly phone.” Mirabella had set it up for her; the apps were straightforward and easy to use: “Tap here to contact me.”

“This is great! This is great!” Grace was missing something to keep in touch with Mirabella. “I’ve got to hide this so Olga and the others don’t find it.”

“There’s also a bracelet; it suits you well.”

It was a piece of premium gemstone. Mirabella thought it matched Grace’s temperament perfectly. She picked it out herself, designed it, and had it made into this bracelet. Its value exceeded that of the bracelet she gave before.

“Mirabella, you’re such a good kid.” Grace was moved to tears: “I love it; help me put it on!”

Mirabella gently slipped the bracelet onto Grace’s wrist and said, “This bracelet suits you perfectly.” With the bracelet on, Grace looked even more elegant.

Grace, beaming with joy, chatted away with Mirabella until she was too tired to stay awake.

Mirabella held her hand until she fell asleep and then carefully covered her with the blanket.

Meanwhile, Caden had been waiting outside the room all this time. Only when Mirabella came out did he take her to the canteen.

They were both easy on the eyes, and together they were a.sight to behold.

Some nurses passing by couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.

“Isn’t she the one who saved Phillip McMillan? She and Dr. Caden make a great pair

“Both she and Dr. Caden are not only good–looking, but also excellent doctors.”

“I hope they end up together.”

“Pay no mind to them,” said Caden, leading Mirabella into his office. His food had gone cold, but he wasn’t bothered. Mirabella’s presence softened his expression. “Thank you for your hard work,” said Mirabella.

“It’s fine. You should eat more; you’ve lost weight, Caden said, finding joy in watching Mirabella eat.

That evening, when they got home, Serena ran up to Mirabella in front of their parents and said, “Sis, the award ceremony is in a couple of days. Can you come to the Paramount theater with me?”

Paramount theater again?

Mirabella remembered the phone call she received earlier that day. She hadn’t responded yet.

I’ll be performing the award–winning piece on stage. I’ll be a bit scared if it’s just me, but it’ll be different if you and mom and dad come with me! Sis, can you and mom and dad come cheer me on?” Serena pleaded.

Kenneth, smiling, asked, “Bella, are you busy with work lately? If not, let’s all go together. After the ceremony, let’s go out for dinner. It’s been a while since we’ve done that.”

Yeah, you’ve been back for over ten days, and we’ve only gone out once. I feel like we’re shortchanging you,” Louisa chimed in, hoping she’d take a break. “Sure,” Mirabella, not one to put her parents in a difficult position, agreed to. anything they proposed.

This made Serena very happy. She was looking forward to the day and hoped to impress Mirabella with her piano skills..

Mirabella suddenly asked, “Where’s Martha today?”

Caught off guard, Serena answered, “Martha wasn’t feeling well today.”

“Did she have a stomachache? If so, she should drink more mushroom soup.”

“Um, no need for that,” Serena replied, her previous joy replaced with guilt and unease. “She’s already taken some medicine. She’ll be fine tomorrow.”

“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go take a shower now.”

“Okay.”

In two days.

The National Piano Competition award ceremony was going down at the Paramount theater.

Serena, the tycoon’s daughter, had been a whiz in all sorts of arts since she was a kid. And Yolanda, knowing full well she can’t compete with her in terms of family wealth, got up early to dress to the nines, hoping to outshine Serena with her looks.

To back his daughter, Demetrius even sold the family car and snagged a Maybach limited edition that set hím back a cool 600 grand.

On the day of the award ceremony, Demetrius had his chauffeur dressed up in a posh sult and gloves, opening the door for Yolanda.

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