She responded quickly and looked quite obedient. "Yes, I used to know her in Jeswood."


    "It seems you two have a connection." Yasmin smiled and nodded. She then turned to me. "This is my daughter, Christine Jackson."


    Christine took her mother''sst name.


    I wasn''t clear on the specifics, but since it was her private matter, I didn''t press further and simply smiled faintly.


    Christine suppressed her emotions and clung to Yasmin''s arm, whining, "Mom, let me enter the entertainment industry. I''m just curious. Let me see what it''s like, and if I really don''t like it, I''ll withdraw." "Give it a bit more time. I''ll think about it." Yasmin patiently tried to soothe her.


    Christine pouted and said softly. "Alright then."


    Yasmin was very easygoing, and the meal was quite harmonious. Except for Christine, who kept sneaking


    nces at me.


    After the meal, Yasmin had to catch her flight and left quickly with her agent and assistant, leaving the bodyguard to watch over Christine.


    As I was heading to the hotel entrance, Christine chased after me.


    "Ms. Shaw..."


    She looked at me timidly. "Thank you for not telling my mom about what happened two years ago."


    I frowned. "No need to thank me. I just didn''t want to stick my nose into other people''s businesses."


    As Yasmin''s daughter, why had she agreed to impersonate me ording to Bethany and her daughter''s arrangement two years ago?


    Thinking of this, I couldn''t help but ask, "If I may be so bold, being Yasmin''s daughter is likely worth much. more than being the Shaw family''s daughter. Why did you..."


    "Ms. Shaw, since you don''t want to stick your nose in others'' private affairs, then please don''t interfere."


    Christine pursed her lips and blinked at me. "In the Shaw family, you were the Shaw family''s daughter, but here, you''re just my mom''s dress designer. Knowing your ce is quite important." "Alright."


    I wasn''t one to be overly curious, and I realized I might have overstepped my bounds.


    To avoid identally falling into another trap.


    As I was about to leave, she stopped me again. "Can I ask you a favor? Please don''t mention what happened at the Shaw family two years ago to my mom in the future."


    *Huh?" Iughed sarcastically. "I said I don''t want to stick my nose into other people''s businesses. So, it


    all depends on my mood."


    Things weren''t as simple as she thought.


    Ryan came to pick me up on the day that I was about to set off for Jeswood.


    I initially wanted to refuse.


    But since I had to pick up the specialist from the airport, I had no choice but to go with him.


    After all, it was about my own grandma. It wasn''t quite right to have him run around alone.


    On the way to Jeswood, he worked on hisptop, clearly squeezing time from his busy schedule for this trip.


    When he closed hisptop, I looked up from my phone and said, "Thank you for making the trip despite your busy schedule." "It''s nothing."


    Ryan removed his sses, massaged his temples, and asked, "Have you met Frank?"


    I was surprised. "You know he''s still alive?"


    "He''s been making quite a stir in Jeswood with SZ Technology these past two years. I guessed it was him


    I was taken aback. "SZ Technology belongs to him?"


    SZ Technology had actually existed for several years.


    It had always been rtively low-profile until a couple of years ago, when it suddenly emerged with a bunch of patents, causing quite a stir.


    With the support of powerful backers, its development was exceptionally rapid.


    However, apart from Ryan, few people would associate it with Frank.


    Moreover, I had always thought that even if Frank wasn''t dead, he had gone to Frankes...


    It turned out he was right in Jeswood, not going anywhere else.


    Upon arriving at the Jeswood airport and picking up the specialist and his assistant, we headed straight. to the rehabilitation center.


    When Grandma saw me, she seemed to remember instantly and cheerfully grabbed my hand, "Lily, you came to see me?"


    "Grandma, how have you been these past few days?"


    "Good, Grandma is doing well everywhere."


    When Grandma tried to pull me to sit down, she noticed Ryan and Prof. Kilburn and asked, somewhat confused, "Who are these two?"


    "Grandma, this is Prof. Kilburn. I''m Ryan Frost. Just call me Ryan."


    *Ryan? Grandma was startled. "Aren''t you Lily''s ssmate?"


    "Grandma, I''m Lily''s ex and I''m currently...."


    "Hey!" Grandma became unusually angry, red at him and interrupted. "Nonsense. Lily is Frank''s fiancee. It''s impossible for her to be with you."


    As she spoke, she pulled me further away from Ryan.


    Afraid that Ryan might do something to me.


    Outdoors, where everyone usually tters and fawns over Mr. Frost, he was now awkwardly standing


    there.


    I couldn''t help butugh and said, "Yes, Grandma, he''s just joking. However, he specifically brought Prof. Kilburn from abroad for you to help with your health. Please cooperate with the doctor for the check-up, okay?"


    Only then did Grandma stop saying anything and cooperated with Prof. Kilburn''s examination.


    I watched nervously from the side.


    Over the past two years, I had arranged for experts to treat Grandma privately, but the results were not


    ideal.


    Despite Ryan''s assurance, I still worried.


    Afraid of receiving bad news.


    Ryan suddenly approached and said softly, ''Don''t worry. Trust me, okay? Prof. Kilburn has specialized in this field for over 20 years. He wouldn''t take on anything he wasn''t confident about." "Alright." I let out a light sigh of relief.


    After a while, Prof. Kilburn helped Grandma sit up and looked at me and Ryan. "Mr. Frost, Ms. Wilson, the olddy''s condition isn''t the most severe I''ve seen."


    I sighed with relief. "So, can you..."ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    "Within a month at most."


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