Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 932

Chapter 932

Joanne looked around, not seeing Edwin anywhere. She then quickly took out the hand-woven maroon scarf from her bag and wrapped it around the neck of Old Madam Atherton.

The scarf was very fluffy, and it was really comfortable to wear.

The old lady stroked the scarf around her neck in shock. "What's this?”

"Grandma, I knitted it myself. It's my first time knitting. It may not look perfect, but this is the best I can do. If you don't like it, you can always use it as a tablecloth..." said Joanne sheepishly.

Old Madam Atherton's eyes lit up when she heard Joanne's words. "You learned to knit for me?"

"I wanted to buy one for you. My scarf was probably nothing compared to other expensive gifts that you've received. I thought I might as well make one myself. Besides, I came from a poor family, and I'm used to doing everything on my own," said Joanne.

Joanne felt embarrassed as she spoke, wondering if her grandmother would have a bad impression of her after this.

Whatever it was, this was the truth, and Joanne did not want to hide it.

"It's good to have the initiative in life! Our ancestors suffered to start a business, and it is now even more difficult for US to maintain it. Nothing in life lasts forever. I really like your scarf. Would you put it on me?" Old Madam Atherton said.

The old lady bent down slightly, making it easier for Joanne to tie the scarf around her neck.

Joanne was so delighted to see how happy her grandmother was. She even praised her!

She wrapped the scarf around Old Madam Atherton's neck twice and hung the end of it down her chest. The scarf made the old lady look instantly young wearing it, and it really fitted her!

While downstairs was full of life and laughter, Tracy just got up from bed upstairs. She had a gloomy face as she woke up.

She blamed Sammy, "You kept asking me questions earlier. Do you think it's not enough for me to be ashamed? Mom, Dad is gone now. So, can you be a little smarter and stop holding me back?"

Sammy lowered her head aggrievedly. "I'm sorry, Tracy. I really thought you had bought the oil painting from a regular auction house."

"If I had bought it there, I wouldn't need you to remind me, would I?" said Tracy angrily.

"I'm sorry," replied Sammy. Acting like Tracy's loyal servant, she kept apologizing to her with a face full of guilt.

"What's the use of feeling sorry now? I can't let Catelyn be too arrogant! She has become the limelight of tonight's birthday party!" scoffed Tracy.

"So what are you going to do?" asked Sammy. She was also feeling annoyed with Catelyn.