Chapter 196: Mysterious Grandmother
Old Mr. Foster really wanted her and Max to meet this mysterious grandmother!
Charlotte’s face was slightly puckered.
Curiosity, excitement, doubt, and other emotions condensed in her heart.
When he heard the word “grandmother.” Max’s indifferent expression clearly stopped for a moment.
He nodded and said in a low voice, “Okay.”
that, old Mr. Foster led the two of them out the side door of the study.
After a long, long walk, a quiet and secluded manor appeared before their eyes.
They pushed open the golden, thin iron gate.
They slowly approached the two story building in the middle of the manor.
The environment there was very good, the air was fresh, the trees were green, and the surroundings were incomparably quiet.
They entered the building.
Charlotte immediately smelled a medicinal scent.
The smell of medicine was very strong.
Obviously, a patient was living there.
Charlotte pushed Max and followed old Mr. Foster.
Following his lead, they came to the door of a bedroom.
The old man pushed the door open.
A strong smell of medicine hit his nose even more directly.
Charlotte frowned subconsciously.
She pushed Max aside and entered slowly.
It was a large bedroom, decorated in a simple and elegant style.
However, the bedroom was only furnished with a large bed and a nightstand.
Thick curtains covered the windows tightly, leaving not a single gap.
So much so that the entire bedroom was rather dim.
Suddenly, the old man turned on the light in the room.
In an instant, the dim bedroom brightened up.
The person lying on the big bed seemed to sense something, and a thin sound came out of his mouth.
When the old man heard this, his face changed and he rushed over to the bed and asked in a low voice, “How are you? Is there anything unconfortable?”
His voice was no longer stern but was filled with a rare gentleness.
Charlotte and Max came to the bedside as well.
It was only then that she saw the person on the bed.
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Chapter 196: Mysterious Grandmother
It was a pale woman.
Her face was sunken and completely bloodless, and her hair was mostly white and slightly disheveled.
She was lying flat on the bed, looking weak and frail.
Charlotte knew that this woman was old Mr. Foster’s wife, Max’s grandmother.
No wonder she never showed her face to anyone.
Because she looked really sick.
In a dying state, as if she was about to collapse.
lotte’s eyes darted back and forth between the old master and the old madam, her face suddenly becoming grave.
Obviously about the same age, maybe even a few years younger than the old master, but the old lady looked much older than the old master.
What kind of disease could cause a person to be in such a state?
There was another thing she couldn’t figure out.
The Foster family was obviously the number one family. They were rich and powerful, so why would they hide a sick old person at home instead of sending her to the best hospital for the best treatment?
Why?
Doubts, like an untidy hemp, grew bigger and bigger in her heart.
“Grandma.”
At that moment, Max looked at the frail and old woman on the bed and called out in a deep voice.
His eyes were deep, and it was as if some kind of strange emotion was undulating violently under his eyes.
The man unconsciously clenched his fingers as if he were holding himself back
Hearing her grandson’s voice, the old lady on the bed moved slightly.
She opened her eyes unusually slowly, her wrinkled eyelids looking heavy.
“Little… Max…?” The old lady’s eyes opened only a slit before her voice trembled as she spat out these two words.
Those two words seemed to have consumed all of her strength.
“I am here.” Max’s eyes moved and he stared at her.
“Have you… lost weight?” she said somewhat woodenly, her tone innocent.
“Max came to see you.” Without waiting for Max to answer, the old man suddenly spoke up. His eyes were softly looking down at his wife, and his voice was too soft. “He also brought your granddaughter–in–law with him.”
“Granddaughter–in–law?” Hearing these words, the old lady’s complexion seemed to pause slightly.
“Which family is this girl from? Let me take a quick look…” The bottom of her barren eyes suddenly blossomed with an inexplicable bright light.
Charlotte stepped out from behind Max and walked over to the old woman.
“Grandmother.”
She called out to her in a low, respectful tone.
“Hey. “Hearing this call from Charlotte, the old madam replied excitedly. She looked at her with a bright smile. “She looks like a good girl…”
Saying that, she trembled and held out her own hand, then took Charlotte’s wrist.
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Chapter 196: Mysterious Grandmother
Charlotte did not move a muscle and let her hold her.
The next second-
The old lady reached out her other hand and took Max’s
Eventually, she interlocked Max’s and Charlotte
hands.
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