Khalid went to the house after work. He almost arrived at the same time with Ralph.
Khalid strode into the parlor, looking anxious.
Marshall, who was talking on his phone, hurried to hang it up when noticing Khalid walking over.
Ralph still behaved slovenly while wearing a flippant smile.
Marshall stood up to say to both of them, “Katherine and mom are both upstairs.”
So Khalid hurried to the second floor.
Ralph was a bit surprised. He looked at Marshall, “What happened? What’s going on with elder Mr. Grant?”
Marshall sighed and briefly told him what happened in the afternoon.
Soon, the flippant smile on his face faded away. He frowned, “What? Did you get that guy?”
Marshall nodded, “We got him under control. I will go to check what’s going on after dinner.”
Ralph nodded, “Let’s go together. I’d like to see who actually dared to conspire against you.”
As Khalid went upstairs, he straightly headed to Frances’s room.
As both Katherine and Darcie were inside the room, they packed up the med kit and left.
Frances was about to sit up. But she suddenly felt a bang of pain down her waist.
“Ouch!” she huffed and slumped onto the bed again.
She smiled at Khalid awkwardly, “Alright, I think I’d better keep my posture on the bed like that.”
Khalid walked over to check the bruise, “Still hurt?”
Frances replied, “Of course it hurts. But it’s okay for me.”
After some consideration, Khalid sat on the bedside, “Well, you seem to be quite tougher than before. I still remember you would like to whine for long in the old days even because of a simple bump onto your body.”
Frances couldn’t help chuckling, “Yeah, I do feel like being a bit tougher now.”
Actually, she also started to wonder when this change occurred to her. Perhaps it was an abrupt one when she was told that Katherine got pregnant.
Frances had been raised like a princess and she still continued to be after marriage.
At that time, she still failed to fit in the position as the mother of Marshall.
But on the day when she was told that Katherine got pregnant, she seemed to suddenly realize the responsibility.
She couldn’t still stay innocent like a little girl when she was going to be a grandma.
Perhaps that was the moment when she had changed.
Though it was commonly acknowledged that it took time for one to grow, for her, it was like an instant change.
Khalid let out his breath while staring at the back of her head, “I would like to see your change earlier.”
Frances paused, unspoken.
The atmosphere fell into mere awkwardness because of the seconds of pause.
Khalid was the first to utter, “Is it just a bruise? Shall we go to the hospital?”
Frances replied after pondering, “It’s just a bruise caused by a hit. I don’t think it will go even worse.”
Khalid sighed, “You always worry me.”
Frances was rendered speechless. Indeed, she always worried him.
Darcie then finished cooking. So she told them to have dinner.
As it wasn’t a serious injury, Khalid supported her up to get off the bed.
In the dining room, both Marshall and Ralph were discussing about their follow-up plan to catch the culprit behind.
With the help of Ralph, most problems could be solved more easily.
As Katherine didn’t have good appetite, she left after taking some food.
Marshall could tell how she felt.
After all, no one could rest at ease when being plotted against.
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