Zoey and her husband were very attentive. One hastily helped Tabitha along while the other carried her bags. Zoey watched as Arianne left and asked, “Mother, did Arianne send you here? Why won’t she come inside and have a seat? Does she hate us for living in such a small space?”
The old woman wore a sunken expression on her face as she answered, “Yes, it is beneath her. I don’t want to be snubbed, even with your good intentions. Don’t embarrass me.”
Hearing this, Zoey’s husband felt that something wasn’t right, “Mother, we’re all family; it’s not like we can’t talk. Where did that come from? It’ll be the new year soon. We’ll be doing business in the capital, so we plan on staying here for a while. The kids will be on their winter holidays soon, so the whole family will be here. We might as well spend the new year in our niece’s big mansion.”
Zoey agreed, “That’s right. The more the merrier.”
The old woman smirked, “Don’t call her your niece like you’re on friendly terms. I can’t afford that kind of fortune. You’re distant relatives. Stop dreaming. Not just anyone can waltz into the Tremont family. I’m not worthy, and neither are you. Forget about it.”
Zoey’s husband’s expression sank, “Are you saying that you’re not going to speak to your granddaughter anymore? Are you afraid that we’d get the glory? Did they chase you out or did you come here willingly?”
Tabitha really didn’t like this self-centered son-in-law of hers. She turned her face away, refusing to speak. Zoey’s husband was so mad that he wanted to throw the luggage away, but Zoey stopped him with a glare, “Don’t you ever learn how to talk? Even if mother’s been chased out, we should take care of her!”
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