Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2422

“Oh, right. Grandpa and Grandma called. They invited us to go over for dinner tonight, so better get ready,” Xyla Quest said while looking at Lynette Batton and Leon Batton.

Her daughter agreed happily.“That’s wonderful! I’ve been missing Grandma. I planned to visit them, either today or tomorrow, even if she hadn't called.”

Xyla caressed her face affectionately. “Your Grandma would be thrilled to hear that.”

Lynette’s smile gradually widened.

She was very fond of her grandmother, Sharon Lindt. She practically brought her and her brother up, and treated them like her own children.

She pampered them even more than their own mother.

Leon felt the same way.

“Go and get ready, you two. We’ll be heading to your grandparents’ place shortly,” their mother said before walking away.

Meanwhile, Lynette quickly shot her brother a quick look. “Leon, let’s go.”

He nodded.

The siblings went to freshen up and change out of their uniforms before piling into Xyla’s white Bentley. They soon arrived at Wilson Batton and Sharon’s home.

Xyla led them into the house, where Sharon greeted everyone with a smile and hugged them all at once. “I miss you all so much! How long has it been since your last visit?”

Lynette chuckled. “Grandma, it hasn’t been that long. I think it was only a couple of days, wasn’t it? Do you miss us that much?”

Her grandmother immediately nodded. “Of course, I do. It feels like ages. Lynette, surely you know how Grandma feels.”

Her granddaughter continued to laugh in amusement.

However, older woman refused her offer. “No, let me do it. I’m still physically capable. I don’t need help. I’ve already told you when you became part of the family. You’re not here to do chores around the house.”

Xyla felt warm on the inside at her words.

She had been in the Batton family for so many years, and yet they had never given her any chores to do.

She was no stranger to doing household chores at first, but nobody in the family allowed her to do anything until she’d nearly lost the ability to carry out such tasks.

She’d long forgotten how to use the new dishwasher or operate the latest models of cleaning equipment in the house.

Sometimes she wanted to cook a dish to surprise everyone, but she could no longer recreate the flavors in the past.

Xyla had been so pampered in the Batton family that she’d become a happy good-for-nothing.