Chapter 325
Quincy recognized Grandma Wilson.
After greeting her, she looked at Maggie and smiled.
“You must be Maggie?“/
It was Maggie’s first time meeting her. She responded respectfully,
“Yes, I am.”
Quincy nodded in satisfaction. “Such a lovely girl.”
She had already reviewed Sally’s case before arriving at the hospital. However, she didn’t rush to offer a treatment plan. She preferred to observe and fully understand the situation before deciding on the next steps.
Maggie and her grandmother initially planned to accompany her throughout and take her out for lunch to express their gratitude.
But Quincy waved it off and suggested they go back for now. She would inform them once she had a treatment plan.
“As for the meal,” she said to Maggie with a kind smile, “there will be plenty of chances in the future. No need to
rush.”
With her saying that, Maggie and Grandma Miller had no choice but to leave.
After the hospital visit, Maggie returned to the office. Grandma Wilson accompanied Grandma Miller back to the
Miller residence.
That evening, Maggie went home after work to have dinner and found Grandma Wilson still there.
After dinner, just before she was about to leave, Grandma Wilson held Maggie’s hand and sighed.
She already knew about the divorce between Maggie and Franklin–they had gone to the Civil Center a few days ago.
Since the decision was made, she didn’t press. Even if she tried, some people wouldn’t listen anyway.
Besides, starting over might be the best thing for Maggie.
With that thought, Grandma Wilson said softly,
“Take good care of yourself.”
Maggie nodded. “I will. You take care too.”
Back at the old mansion, Grandma Wilson paused at the sight of an unexpected visitor in the foyer.
“What are you doing here?”
Franklin turned and replied,
“You scolded me out of the blue yesterday. I figured you missed me, so I came to see you,”
She gave a cold snort and asked the butler,
“When did he get here?”
“Around six. I was going to notify you, but Mr. Wilson said not to disturb you, so-”
“Great–grandma!” Isabella ran down the stairs.
Grandma Wilson’s expression softened at the sight of her great–granddaughter.
She hugged her as the girl leapt into her arms.
“Are you hungry, sweetie? Did you have dinner?”
“Daddy and I already ate. Did you eat too, Great–grandma?”
She smiled. “Yes, I did.”
Though happy to see Isabella, Grandma Wilson looked tired after a long day.
Franklin noticed and said,
“I wanted to talk to you about something, but since you’re tired, I’ll wait until tomorrow morning-”
“I won’t be in the mood tomorrow either.”
No need to ask. She already knew it was about Julia.
“I don’t care what you do, but stop dragging me into your mess.”
Her tone was harsh. Isabella had never seen her great–grandmother this angry before. She wasn’t frightened, just
curious.
“Are you upset, Great–grandma?”
“Mm.”
Looking at her great–granddaughter, Grandma Wilson’s heart felt heavy. She turned to Franklin.
“Did you know your ex–mother–in–law’s condition is very serious?”
Even if they had managed to get Quincy, if Sally’s illness was too far along, even she might not be able to help.
Franklin replied calmly,
“I know now.”
His voice was flat. He looked composed, unshaken, completely indifferent.
He was still so cold and unconcerned when it came to Maggie.
He knew all about the feuds between the Miller and Brown families. But still…
The more Grandma Wilson thought about it, the more her chest tightened.
Isabella looked up.
“Hasn’t Grandma been sick for a long time?”
She remembered her mom saying so when she was little–that Grandma had to stay in the hospital.
“Your grandma has another illness now.” Grandma Wilson replied gently.
Then, without looking at Franklin, she said coldly,
“Don’t come to me with your crap anymore. You can leave now.”
