Chapter 478
Attlee, 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!”
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“Okay, okay.” Attlee 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, Arabella, 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!” Attlee 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?” Attlee 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, Arabella?
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, Attlee 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..
- “This is the most expensive medicinal pouch I’ve ever seen.” Her assistant couldn’t help but exclaim while watching her busy figure, “Even her own sons aren’t as devoted as you, not to mention making a pouch like you; they wouldn’t even buy one if asked, believe it or not.”
“Stop bothering me.” Arabella couldn’t stand his chatter, sealed the pouch, and made a bunch of medicinal packages for Grace, which could be soaked in water for a foot bath before bed..
Not only did she make the pouch and medicinal packages, but she also designed a massager herself.
