Chapter 371 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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Dr. Bell’s position was not to be despised by a layman like her.

But since it was Dr. Bell, why did she choose to attend such an ordinary school like Westerly College?

Could it be true what the admissions officer said, that Mirabella was drawn to the array of scientific equipment?

Mirabella’s real purpose in attending Westerly College wasn’t to study, but to conduct medical experiments.

She hadn’t lost her mind to studying, enrolling in a university even more mediocre than Summerfield College.

If that was indeed true, then her previous mockery of Mirabella felt like a slap in her own face!

It was too painful, too loud, too embarrassing!

It was fortunate that she had stopped Martha from drugging Mirabella in time. Thinking about it now, had they gone through with it, Martha and she would have been kicked out long ago.

Martha had even wanted to set Mirabella up, making everyone think that Mirabella and her friend had killed their grandparents. Luckily, she had been too soft-hearted to harm her grandparents.

Otherwise, the ones at a disadvantage would have been her and Martha!

But how could Mirabella be so strong and formidable?

A sense of unwillingness arose in Serena’s heart.

“Serena, Serena?” Kenneth called her name several times.

Serena snapped back to reality, only to see Louisa and Mirabella walking toward the elevator.

Only Kenneth was still waiting for her, “What’s going on with you?” “I just didn’t expect Grandma to wake up so soon. I’m too excited, too surprised. I didn’t expect my sister to be Dr. Bell. She’s truly exceptional.”

“Yeah, the Collins family is lucky enough to have such a treasure return.” Kenneth stopped suddenly, realizing something, and quickly added, “Serena, what I meant was, your sister is exceptional, but you’re not bad either. With your grades and talents, you’re top among your peers.’

Serena chuckled awkwardly. Yeah, she was barely a standout among her peers, but in front of Mirabella, she was only fit to be beaten.

What should she do?

She really didn’t know Mirabella had so many aliases.

At this time, Louisa and Mirabella had arrived at the 22nd floor.

This floor was not open to the public. All the medical staff here only served the Collins family. The head nurse saw them and greeted them respectfully.

“Mrs. Collins, Ms. Collins, the old lady has woken up. She’s in her room, and she’s doing quite well.”

Serena, who had just stepped out of the elevator, heard the head nurse address Mirabella as Ms.

Collins, her face changing slightly.

Once upon a time, there was only one Ms. Collins in everyone’s eyes, and that was her, Serena.

But now things had changed.

The head nurse walked a few steps forward. She saw Serena, and called out Ms. Collins.

This caused a subtle change in Serena’s mood.

At this moment, her grandma’s nursing worker, Julie, walked out of the room. Seeing Louisa and Mirabella, she hurriedly greeted them.

Her attitude towards Mirabella was even more respectful and warm than before.

The last time Mirabella had made an impromptu medical intervention, Julie had doubted her skills. But after witnessing her successfully save her grandmother, Julie had a complete change of heart, admiring Mirabella’s medical prowess.

When Julie met Serena, however, she wasn’t as enthusiastic, merely greeting her politely without the “admiration” and “appreciation” she showed Mirabella.

Serena felt upset again, feeling that Julie was looking down on her, treating her like an undercooked hamburger.

Julie had been dispatched by the old lady to pick them up. On the phone earlier, Kenneth had mentioned to the old lady that there was a child who had been lost but had returned to the family a few months ago, and would be brought to meet everyone soon.

Upon hearing this, Cornelia had instructed Julie to pick them up.

Everyone was now assembled, and Julie, knocking on the door with a smile, announced in a louder and jubilant voice, “Madam, Louisa and your granddaughters have come to see you!”

“Come in, came a kind voice from inside the room.

After opening the door, Julie stepped aside.

The old woman on the hospital bed looked dignified and elegant.

She seemed to be glowing, full of life.

“Mom, you’re finally awake-“

Unable to contain their excitement, Kenneth and Louisa rushed forward and embraced her, tears of joy streaming down their faces.

Cornelia Collins, smiling, her eyes radiating maternal warmth and love, said, “Why are you crying?”

“Mom, you and Dad have been unconscious for so long. It scared us.’ Louisa said with tears in her eyes. “You don’t know how long we’ve been hoping for you and Dad to wake up, and finally, the day has come.”

Kenneth was also choking up, his voice hoarse, “You and dad have suffered.”

“Suffered? We just closed our eyes and ignored the world, but; Cornelia lovingly looked at the two in front of her, “you must be tired, having to worry about us and take care of the family.”

As Louisa’s tears flowed, Cornelia turned to her son. “Kenneth, what are you standing there for? Your wife is crying, don’t you have some tissues?”

Kenneth, belatedly realizing, quickly brought over a box of tissues.

Hearing this, Louisa couldn’t help but laugh through her tears.

“Mom, he wouldn’t dare.”

“Yeah, Mom, I love her too much to hurt her.”

Seeing their enduring love and harmony, Cornelia couldn’t help but smile. “Where is the child you were talking about?”

“She’s here.’ Louisa, remembering their mission, quickly waved Mirabella over. “Bella, come here. Let your grandmother have a good look at you.”

The young girl standing nearby had clear bright eyes, an elegant appearance, and a charismatic demeanor. Her skin was fair.

She greeted her grandma politely, her voice pure and soothing, like the babbling of a brook.

What a lovely young girl, thought Cornelia. Whether it’s her voice, her looks, or her demeanor, she was truly a sight for sore eyes.

Cornelia’s eyes still sparkled with the same energy that had made her a force to be reckoned with over the years, as well as the warmth and affection of an elder. “You must be Mirabella, my own granddaughter. Come over here.”

Cornelia patted the spot next to her.

Mirabella obediently walked over and sat down.

“I heard about your story over the phone. I had a feeling something was not quite right about that fire all those years ago. I secretly investigated for a while without telling Kenneth and Louisa, But when I couldn’t find any leads, I gave up. If I had persisted in my investigation back then, maybe you wouldn’t have had to suffer like this.”

Cornelia clasped Mirabella’s soft hand, seeming somewhat remorseful.

Mirabella hadn’t anticipated that her grandmother had been so vigilant in her youth, even resorting to private investigations for a while. Suddenly, she saw her grandmother in a new light.

She offered an elegant smile, soothingly saying, “Grandma, you need not feel guilty. I’ve been doing quite well all these years.”

Cornelia chuckled at her words, “Sweet child, you’re even comforting me now.”

Could she have been doing as well as being with the Collins family?

Word was that she was taken in by the Melton family, where she faced many hardships.

“I’ve met many like-minded people and done a lot of things I wanted to do.” It was much better than being a spoiled heiress.

“Besides, I’m back now, aren’t I?”

Cornelia looked at Mirabella before her. Her features were picturesque, her demeanor elegant, and she was surprisingly mature, understanding, and gracious.

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