Become Filthy Rich After Divorce

Chapter 733 The Sourness Within

Chapter 733 The Sourness Within

But was it really a preference?

If it was, then why did he hand over the company that her mother had created to Catherine?

Even, he had already chosen Hazel as the successor of the company?

Heron Island Mansion.

The butler was already waiting outside respectfully, and when he saw Nellie get down from the car, he

respectfully stepped forward, "Lady Nellie, you've finally here, Master has been waiting for you."

"Okay." Nellie nodded indifferently and handed a large wrapped gift box to Evan, the butler.

And Evan froze for a moment when he saw the gift handed over.

"Lady Nellie, what are you doing?" Nellie rarely came back.

And now, she came back with a gift?

"Good nourishment for Grandma."

"Okay, okay." Evan was almost in tears of excitement at this moment when he heard that it was for the

old lady.

Over the years, since the death of their young lady, Nellie had become silent since she was only ten

years old.

She never let anyone inquire about her life, not to mention George, she did not even showed care to

the old lady, her grandmother.

And when she came back from Ingford, it was as if she was a different person.

Inside Heron Island, snow covers the spotted bamboo, and in the tea room, the old lady sat at the table

as the scent of tea lingered throughout the courtyard.

At a glance, Nellie saw the old lady's whitening hair behind the glass.

At that moment, her heart ached.

"Lady Nellie, please go in." The butler appeared behind Nellie, who nodded and went in.

The maid saw her enter and respectfully stepped forward to receive her snow-covered trench coat. The

old lady watched her without saying a word and was filled with a loving smile.

Nellie took off her stern elegance and stepped forward like a child, brushing into the old lady's arms,

"Grandma."

"You finally come back."

"I'm sorry." Nellie said with an apologetic voice.

The old lady patted her shoulder lovingly and embraced each other silently, swept away the barriers

that had separated her all these years.

When Nellie was ten years old, her mother committed suicide less than two months after her father

filed for divorce for cheating on her.

This incident caused a great blow and damage to Nellie's heart. She hated her mother and therefore

hardly went back to her grandmother's house.

But in the last two months, she had returned from time to time, and no one knew what had happened,

but every glance she took of the old woman was pierced with pain.

"Madam, this is what Lady Nellie has brought back for you." The butler smiled as he brought the things

in and said to the old lady.

As soon as the old lady heard that Nellie had brought something for her, the smile on her face was

even more overflowing with unconcealed happiness.

"It is not necessary."

"I haven't bought anything nice for you, Grandma," Nellie was somewhat unable to continue.

Her throat was choked at one point.

The old lady heard the haze in her voice and soothed, "There, there."

All morning, Nellie drank tea and chatted with her grandmother, Martha.

In the middle, the butler of George called many times, but Nellie did not answer any of them.

At the lunch table, sourness welled up in Nellie's heart as she looked at these food that he loved to eat

as a child.

Nellie carefully helped the old lady with the food, "Grandma, eat this." Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Okay, good girl."

Looking at Nellie's closeness to her, Martha's eyes were filled with relief and endless love.

When Martha saw the number, her face changed slightly, but in the end she didn't show it in front of

Nellie.

Nellie still didn't answer.

Martha asked, "Why didn't you answer?"

"Don't bother."

Martha took a sigh, and Nellie frowned as she looked at Martha, "What's wrong, Grandma?"

Martha, "Do you know something?"

Nellie, "..."

Although the question was not quite clear, Nellie still understood.

In the heart, there was a hint of pain.

Martha knew that she must have learned about it, and with a raise of her hand, the butler took all the

servants away.

When it was just the two of them left, Nellie took a deep breath and pushed down the heavy emotions

smothering her heart.

And then she looked at Martha, "Why did you indulge him for so many years?"

When she was young, Martha was a real heroine in the business world, and her grandmother must

know about her mother's suicide back then.

But even so, it was surprising that she had been silent for so many years.

Martha, "You were already autistic, and I had already lost my daughter, so if there was more noise..."

The latter words were not continued by Martha.

After losing her own daughter at the time and her granddaughter's self-imposed isolation over the

incident, she had the idea of breaking George and the others into pieces.

But her granddaughter was autistic, she was really afraid that if she made a scene, it would lead to

even more uncontrollable consequences.

When Nellie heard that the old lady had not made a scene for her own sake, her heart felt even more

heavy and painful for a moment.

"Grandma."

"Plus we have no substantial evidence as to what the truth of what happened back then really was."

If there was evidence, whatever the consequences, according to Martha's temper, she probably would

not have been endured it so far.

And when it came to evidence, there was no doubt that Nellie now knew what happened, but the

evidence...

According to Catherine's character, it was basically possible to conclude that things are, in fact, not far

off.

"Nellie, your mother loves you and wouldn't do something like that, so I will look into this matter."

Those who deserve to pay would eventually have to pay accordingly, no matter how many years had

passed since the event.

Hearing that, Martha was somewhat relieved, "Take Lydia with you, she can help you."

"Grandma?"

"Truth you find out yourself is more convincing." Which was why, over the years, Martha never

explained to her.

She didn't give it a chance, but if she didn't believe it, it would be useless to explain any more.

After all, her mother died in that way, so how could she easily believe in so-called explanations?

Of course, she was able to get back, with Martha pushing behind the scenes.

And there was another key point, all these years in Nellie's heart, her mother was not a good person,

and so was her father.

At this moment, the figure of Andre flashed through her mind.

"Grandma, you are right." She had to find out the truth herself, and the so-called explanations were

useless.