Chapter 51
The maid lowered her head. She did not dare to offend them in any way, but her heart was boiling with excitement.
Finally, she was witnessing the climax of Joseph’s life story.
Meanwhile, in the Collins Manor…
Madam Collins was elegant and had a kind face. She was sitting in a wheelchair and kept looking outside from time to time. Obviously, she was both happy and anxious.
How could she not be happy? Back then, she had put in so much effort to arrange a marriage for Joseph. She did not expect him to suddenly show up with a granddaughter-in-law.
It was a miracle.
On the other hand, Austin, who had been forced to accompany them, looked up at the sky. Despair was written all over his face.
“Grandma, I don’t want to meet Miss Jules. Can I go back to school and go to class?” he tried.
“No!” Madam Collins insisted. “Also, she’s not Miss Jules. She’s your sister-in-law! Remember to be polite to her when you see her later. Call her by her proper title.”
“I won’t accept her as my sister-in-law!” he retorted.
Austin looked unconvinced. “I don’t know what Joseph is thinking. The whole city knows that the Jules family’s daughter has a terrible reputation. Apparently, she’s very calculative. Otherwise, why would Samuel have. broken off their engagement? How could Joseph marry a woman like that?”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of his head.
In a protective tone, Madam Collins started lecturing him.
YOU
You brat. How dare you say that about my granddaughter-in-law?”
Austin was speechless. His eyes were blank and he felt so wronged that he was about to cry. “Grandma, I’m your grandson! How can you speak up for someone else?”
“Well, she’s my granddaughter-in-law!”
“Grandma…”
Madam Collins snorted in amusement. When she saw how aggrieved Austin was, her heart softened and she reached out to pet his head. She said, “Silly child. Don’t judge a book by its cover. You can’t take what others. say too seriously. It’s better to see for yourself.”
Rumors were just rumors. That was all.
Similarly, when she was young, she had also been targeted by others.
Madam Collins looked toward the door. Her eyes, which were surrounded by wrinkles, were filled with wisdom and depth.
“Grandma.” Austin pursed his lips and sorrowfully murmured, “My hair is all messed up.”
“It doesn’t matter. There are no girls who want you, anyway,” Madam Collins replied.
Austin could hear his own heart breaking.
At that moment, the subtle sound of footsteps came from the long courtyard outside the door.
Madam Collins immediately looked up, and two figures finally appeared in her sight.
In the courtyard, the grass was green and the sun was shining. The man approached slowly, looking devilishly handsome, and his figure was tall and straight. The girl, whose hand he was holding tightly, looked at him, and her face was absolutely gorgeous.
“They’re a match made in heaven!”
Madam Collins was grinning from ear to ear.
Standing beside her, Austin glanced up at the sky and wanted to roll his eyes. However, he was afraid of
getting hit again, so he simply looked everywhere but Lucille.
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