It could be that Katherine was mishearing things.
Nevertheless, her heart was still slightly flustered by his words.
She turned away and looked out the window, as she pursed her lips in silence.
Peter loaded Katherine and Marshall’s luggage into the car before getting into the front passenger seat.
On the other side, Mrs. Grant and Clara were still standing next to their car.
While Clara’s expression was unknown, Mrs. Grant was obviously not too happy about how things
turned out.
Katherine leaned on the car window. She saw Mrs. Grant forcefully slamming the car door inwards as
she unwillingly got into the car.
She tried her hardest to not burst out laughing at Mrs. Grant’s misery.
Marshall’s car left before Mrs. Grant’s as they followed the company car.
No one talked throughout the journey as they drove to the old Grant house.
Katherine was familiar with the route, too familiar, even.
She sighed as she saw the scenery move past her rapidly.
When she moved out of the old house, she thought that she would never come back to that place
again.
Unfortunately, fate just had to make her eat her own words.
The car reached the old Grant house as it parked in its yard.
The old Grant house was located on a hill halfway up a mountain, its surroundings were so serene it
would not be surprising if someone saw a ghost in the middle of the night.
Old Mr. and Mrs. Grant liked the rural style, various beautiful flora and trees were planted around the
house.
Moreover, the backyard had a bamboo forest.
Maybe because it was well maintained, it makes people felt tranquility.
Katherine got out of the car by herself.
Old Mrs. Grant, with a maid by her side supporting her, stood at the entrance of the house while looking
at Katherine.
Katherine saw Old Mrs. Grant when she turned around.
Their relationship was complicated, to say the least. After she was married to Marshall, within their first
year of marriage;
Old Mrs. Grant was not exactly treating Katherine well nor treating her poorly.
She never picked on Katherine, but she had also never protected her.
All of this led Katherine to feel the same way towards Old Mrs. Grant, which was as neutral as one
could be.
Peter unloaded the luggage from the car.
Old Mrs. Grant approached them with her maid still by her side.
Other members of the Grant family were still at the office, which was why the place was peaceful and
quiet.
Old Mrs. Grant looked at Katherine. Even though they were not close, she still greeted her, “Hello.”
Katherine replied, “Hello, Old Mrs. Grant.”
She used to call her grandma.
It seemed like she had no problems changing how she addressed her.
Old Mrs. Grant exhaled as she looked at Peter.
As Peter frequently comes to the old house, it was natural that she knew who he was.
She asked, “You just got off a plane, yes? Come, eat with us before going.”
Peter looked at Katherine and responded, gladly accepting Old Mrs. Grant’s offer.
Mrs. Grant’s car arrived shortly after the company car.
Mrs. Grant acted as if she was about to miss a flight, as she rushed out of the car as soon as it stopped
moving.
She quickly approached Marshall and said, “Marshall, come, let’s go inside and eat. You must be tired
after all this traveling, you can tell me all about it while we eat.”
Her aim was so obvious that even Old Mrs. Grant could not stand it.
She cleared her throat and put on an unamused face, “Frances.”
Mrs. Grant was startled. She looked at Old Mrs. Grant and stood to the side.
Old Mrs. Grant looked at Clara briefly before turning around and said, “Let’s go inside. You all must be
tired, come in, let’s eat, and rest up.”
Peter carried Katherine’s luggage while the maid carried Marshall’s as everyone entered the main
building.
The dining room of the main building was not big even though quite a large number of people lived
there.
However, the dining table was occupied only by a few people most of the time.
Currently, everything was served at the dining table. Anyone could tell that they would have a lavish
feast just by glancing at it.
The luggage-carrying duo set aside the luggage before they got into the dining room.
The Grant family paid great attention to dining etiquette, everyone was given a hot towel to clean their
hands.
Katherine picked a seat immediately, paying no mind to who was sitting next to or around her.
That seat was hers back in the day, with Marshall sitting next to her.
Mrs. Grant glared at her as she frowned.
The elders had not even sat down, yet she dared to sit before her and had already started cleaning her
hands?
Old Mrs. Grant also looked at Katherine, though she did not get pissed off nearly as much as Mrs.
Grant.
Katherine cleaned her hands, sat in her seat and said, “Aren’t you sitting down? I’m starving and I can’t
wait to eat.”
She did not eat breakfast, nor the plane food, yet she had to put up with all these unrelated people’s
nonsensical etiquette.
What a joke.
Marshall also sat down with her as he waved his hands and said, “Come everyone, take a seat. We
haven’t had anything since morning, so we are indeed starving.”
Old Mrs. Grant was helped to her seat by the maid before Mrs. Grant took her seat.
Clara sat opposite Marshall. The two of them could see each other when they raised their heads.
The same also applied to another pair, Katherine and Mrs. Grant.
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