Katherine went back to that dessert shop in the afternoon.
And she had a nice chat with that young miss.
She said she did want to take over the shop, but also wanted the young miss to work for her in the
shop.
The young miss looked at Katherine's sincere face and said yes.
Because she didn’t know what kind of job she could find after closing the shop.
In fact, apart from the fact that the store was not profitable, she still liked it.
The young miss was being kind and reminded Katherine, “But I’m telling you that this shop has been
running in red all the time.”
Katherine laughed, “I’ll give it a period of time, and if it keeps that way, I can do something else.”
The young miss responded, “The house is due at the end of the month, so I'll ask the landlord to come
over and contact you then.”
Katherine immediately nodded, “Okay, thank you.”
After the deal was done here, Katherine went around the neighborhood and then went back home.
She was still feeling a little uncomfortable, she moved around a bit over in the living room and was
about to go upstairs to rest when Mrs. Grant came.
At that time Katherine was standing at the stairway and turned around to stare at Mrs. Grant and the
maid coming with Mrs. Grant, carrying a large bag of gifts.
That maid was the one who was kicked by her today.
They came together.
Katherine turned back to look at the two people coming over, Mrs. Grant rang the doorbell.
Katherine thought for a while and went over and opened the door for them.
Mrs. Grant was a bit embarrassed when she saw Katherine.
But she still forced out a smile, “Kathy, you’re at home.”
Katherine sometimes loved to bicker with others, especially with those who have a bad relationship
with her.
She smiled coldly, “Who do you think opened the door for you if I’m not home?”
Mrs. Grant was a little awkward and hurriedly asked the maid to carry all the gifts into the house.
Katherine stood watching and did not stop them.
Mrs. Grant waited for things to be put in place, then rubbed her hands, “Kathy, What happened today
was my fault, I said something I shouldn’t. You don't have to be so serious with me, you know that I am
usually like that, I just said it without thinking.”
Katherine was a little curious about where Mrs. Grant’s speech came from.
It was fluent, and she must have memorized it several times silently on the way.
Katherine still did not say anything, just looked at Mrs. Grant coldly.
Mrs. Grant was at a loss that after all she had said, Katherine still reacted this way.
It was a little off from what she was thinking.
She went on with a stiffened back, “Marshall’s grandmother and his father also criticized me after
knowing, and said I should not say such things. I also realize that I did say the wrong thing this time, so
I came over and wanted to ask your forgiveness. We used to be like mother and daughter, though no
longer, we had that, I also know that you are a good girl, so please do not be the same level as me.”
Mother and daughter?
Katherine almost laughed out loud.
They had nothing before.
The last thing Mrs. Grant should mention was this.
Mrs. Grant used to bully her hard.
Katherine was still silent.
The maid was in this embarrassment as well.
Mrs. Grant licked her lips, not knowing what to say.
Katherine waited for a second and then snorted, “That’s all?”
Mrs. Grant was stunned, “Well, yes.”
Katherine nodded and walked over to open the door, “Then get out.”
Mrs. Grant and the maid were all stunned. Was this kicking them out? Katherine really didn’t care about
their feelings. Mrs. Grant's face turned red, but she couldn't lose her temper.
She came over to apologize, and absolutely had to sink her teeth into it.
Mrs. Grant took a few deep breaths, “You still need to rest, right? Then I'll go and leave you alone. Go
get some rest.”
After saying that, Mrs. Grant hurriedly left with her maid.
Before they could leave the doorstep, Katherine shut the door hard.
The voice was so loud that it scared the hell out of Mrs. Grant.
Katherine stumbled upstairs. Mrs. Grant stood in the doorway, looking back at the door, taking a deep
breath and then another. Then she turned over mechanically and slowly made her way out of the
courtyard.
There was a car parked at the front door and the driver was in it, “Mrs. Grant, we're leaving so soon?”
Mrs. Grant didn't say anything, just got in and sat in the back. She turned her head and looked out as
the car slowly started up and drove away. After driving for a long time, Mrs. Grant suddenly covered her
face and burst into tears.
She hadn't been humiliated like that. It’s total humiliation. So humble, so flattering. In this life, this was
the first time.
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