Chapter 227 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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He was too stingy to pay for it then, but,

Everything Grace said lined up perfectly with what Caden had told him. If Mirabella hadn’t given Grace those pills, how could Grace possibly know about the black market prices and the cost of the medication? How could she have recovered so well? Her condition once left many doctors clueless.

Thinking back, Demetrius remembered Caden once saying that Grace’s health was all thanks to Mirabella.

They used to dismiss this girl’s capabilities, but were they wrong?

He suddenly sneered at himself for how arrogant they had been, actually believing that Mirabella needed to find a job or rely on wealthy folks to live in Summerfield. Three years ago, the rise of the QY brand was all because of Mirabella. She had way more funds and resources than they did; she didn’t need a job, nor did she need to depend on a man’s money.

Not to mention her piano talent and her excellent grades at a prestigious school.

Every time they blamed her for not caring about herself, she would respond with sarcasm and disdain. They really misunderstood her.

She was standing on her own two feet in Summerfield.

Every time she went to the hospital, it was to deliver expensive medicine to Grace, not to fight for her inheritance.

Grace’s shares were worth thirty million dollars, but just these expensive medicines cost her six hundred thousand dollars, plus the smartphones, bracelets, jewels, and other gifts she had given.

It exceeded the total value of the old lady’s shares.

She hadn’t had any inappropriate relationships with men. She knew Caden that’s why Caden became the old lady’s primary doctor.

She was the founder of QY, so it only made sense that she was close with Dylan from Allbara Investment.

She didn’t lack wealth or resources, and she didn’t need to depend on men.

It was they who were full of themselves, misunderstanding her.

“Mom, hearing you say this, I really regret it; I blame myself.” Olga cried bitterly, and after a while, she raised her eyes and said, “We owe her so much!”

Before Grace could speak, Olga’s tears flowed again, and she regretfully said, “Mom, can you help us, play the peacekeeper, and reconcile us with her? If you speak, she will certainly forgive us.”

Grace shook off her hand, coldly saying, “I can’t help you.”

“Mom, we don’t know who else to turn to other than you; please help us!”

Olga once again grabbed her hand, tears streaming down as she begged, “We thought we were so great these years, but it turns out Mirabella was helping us all along. We really regret it. We are so upset. Can you help us? Give us a chance to make amends?”

Grace didn’t answer, turning her face away, obviously not believing her words.

“You don’t want to see our family decline, right? If dad could see from heaven, how sad and upset he would be to see the relationship between Mirabella and our family now?”

Demetrius knelt down, eyes filled with tears, and said, “Mom, please help us! The company has been in so much trouble recently that I’ve sold many of my properties and shops, but it’s still not enough to save the company; it’s going under!”

“The company wasn’t built by you guys; even if it goes bankrupt, you shouldn’t be here feeling sorry for yourselves!”

Grace finally understood that they were not truly regretful; they just didn’t want to see the company go bankrupt, lose their status as the wealthiest, and lose this luxurious lifestyle.

This was what they really cared about!

“If the company goes under, you guys totally have it coming, Grace said angrily.

Demetrius took a couple of steps forward and knelt, tightly holding his mother’s hand. “Mom, it’s not just about the company. A few days ago, Yoli said some not–so–nice things, and Bella might’ve misunderstood. She’s even talking about suing Yoli. She’s not just demanding compensation but also a public apology from Yoli. Yoli might even end up in jail.”

This meant that Bella was totally not backing down and was determined to make Yoll pay!

“Well, Yoli must have said something really out of line to get Bella to react this way. Grace didn’t ask for details but instead said, “Bella did the right thing!” “Mom? You just sided with Bella without even asking? Isn’t Yoli your own granddaughter? How can you let a stranger bully your own flesh and blood?”

Olga got so worked up that she almost blew her cool. If Demetrius hadn’t shot her a look, she would’ve kept going.

“Mom, Yoli really messed up this time,” Demetrius picked up, with a shameful look on his face. “I made Yoli apologize to her privately. Olga and Yoli both knelt before Bella. I tried to smooth things over, but Bella’s totally lost faith in us.”

Seeing that Grace still ignored him, Demetrius took another step forward. “Mom, would you call her over for us? We’ll apologize to her again, even kneel if we have to!” Olga clenched her fists. Apologize to Bella again, on their knees? They’d totally lose face! Demetrius’s suggestion was absolutely boneheaded.

“Are you guys really sorry when you apologize on your knees?”

Before they could answer, Grace sneered and said sarcastically, “You guys are just trying to save your own skins. You can’t stand the thought of losing your current status. Do you really think that a half–hearted apology would make Bella go all in for you like before?”

Demetrius looked embarrassed. He didn’t expect his mother to see through them so clearly, unswayed by their tears and sweet talk.

All he could do was plead, “Mom, you’re the key to all this. That girl respects you so much. We don’t mind if she doesn’t acknowledge our efforts in raising her, but you’ve taken care of her all these years. If you ask her for anything in return, she’ll surely agree!”

Helping the Melton family out of their crisis and not suing Yoli, Bella could totally do it!

The smile on Grace’s face turned colder. She never thought she’d see the day where her son and daughter–in–law would be so heartless, asking her to demand payback from Bella.

What nerve you guys have to say all these things!” Grace swept the breakfast off the small bedside table onto the floor. “You guys just don’t know when to quit You only want to take advantage of Bella!”

“Mom.”

“Get out! Don’t bother coming back!”

The sudden movement of breakfast being swept onto the floor scared Olga. If the food hadn’t landed on the other side, they would’ve been the victims!

She had specially chosen an expensive dress for her visit to the hospital today, and it was almost ruined.

Luckily, nothing happened, or else she would’ve had to foot the dry cleaning bill.

Seeing how angry his mother was, Demetrius quickly stood up and gently patted her back. “Mom, don’t be upset. We really want to make peace with Bella; it’s not like what you think.”

“Get out.” Grace didn’t want to hear any more of their excuses. She was so mad she couldn’t stop coughing, her face turning red.

Demetrius, worried it might trigger her illness, quickly said, “Alright, we’re leaving; don’t get angry. There’s still breakfast in that bag; you can have it later.”

“If you guys don’t leave, I’m going to call someone! Take your stuff and get out!”

“Okay, okay.” Demetrius quickly helped Olga’up, signaling her to leave.

Olga gave him a dirty look. Why should they leave? The issue wasn’t resolved; they needed Grace’s help. Otherwise, that girl, Mirabella, won’t drop the lawsuit; she won’t go all in like before.

They were just begging Grace in tears, wasting a lot of precious breakfast. They needed to fix this today.

Otherwise, it’s a mega loss!

“Let’s go!” Demetrius grabbed her hand and forced her to leave.

As soon as they stepped out of the room, Olga couldn’t help but shake off his hand, scolding him, “What are you doing? If Grace agrees, maybe Bella would even give us QY or even let us plot for a position to become nominal shareholders. Wouldn’t that be a better deal?”

“Didn’t you see how pissed she was?” Demetrius glanced at the hospital door and helplessly said, “Let’s go; we’ll figure something out when we get back.”

“I really don’t get it; has Grace gone senile? Favoring a stranger over her own family,” Olga couldn’t understand: What’s so great about that girl, Mirabella?

Besides being sort of pretty and having some power and money, her aloof personality and inner wildness were simply not appealing.

“We can visit her more in the future; she’s soft–hearted, and she’ll agree eventually. The woman today, though, Demetrius thought of the woman who was sitting by the bed talking to Grace this morning.

Who the hell was she?

What did she say to the old lady?

Why did she leave as soon as she saw them?

Were there any secrets she didn’t want they to know?

“That’s easy,” Olga took out her phone, dialed a number, and ordered, “Help me find someone. A woman who left Hope Hospital room 301 at seven–thirty this morning, about twenty–six or seven, with short hair, glasses, and professional attire. Find her and bring her to the place I specify; I’ll handle her personally

That woman didn’t even look at them in Grace’s room, didn’t say who she was when asked, and just left!

They can’t do anything to Grace, but the people around her, they can teach them a lesson!

On the other hand, they sent a lot of valuable jewelry.

This year, she made a medicinal pouch for the old lady to hang by her bed to aid sleep.

She handmade the pouch, filled it with rare herbs, and then stitched it up..

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