When I returned to the care home, Grandma was already asleep. adjusted the corner of her nket and gave a few instructions to the caregiver before driving away. I went straight to the hotel to check in. The next morning, after tidying up, I was prep...ing to go back to the care home to see Grandma when I received a call from Prof. Kilburn''s


    assistant


    I answered the call while walking out of the room.


    On the other end, the assistant sounded a bit frustrated. "Ms. Wilson, didn''t you inform your family that the professor would be taking over Madam Shaw''s treatment today?" "Huh?" I was momentarily stunned. is something wrong?"


    The assistant replied helplessly. "As soon as we arrived this morning. your family showed up and said they would not ept the professor taking responsibility for Madam Shaw''s treatment. "My family?" I was slightly puzzled but then realized something. "Is it the Shaw family?"


    "Yes, it seems to be Madam Shaw''s daughter-inw and granddaughter.


    My expression darkened. Tle over right away. Please apologize to Prof. Kilburn on my behalf. I''m sorry for the trouble.


    The doctor had just arrived, but Bethany and her mother were already bing desperate


    They were both worried about Grandma''s condition and the details of the will being made public.


    They also feared that if Grandma regained consciousness, she might


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    hand over the Shaw family matters to me, leaving no ce for them.


    When I arrived at the care home, Prof, Kilburn was being kept outside the ward.


    I restrained my anger and apologized to Prof. Kilburn first. "Prof. Kilburn, I''m sorry. I''ll handle this immediately."


    "It''s alright. You take care of it. I''ll have breakfast first," said Prof.. Kilburn. It was just a minor inconvenience for him. After all, he had seen many such tactics over his decades of medical practice. After Prof. Kilburn left, I knocked on the door. "Bethany, open the door."


    "So it was you who got the doctor for Grandma,"


    Bethany yanked the door open, pretending to be unaware, and continued, "That doctor looked unprofessional. Who knows if he might worsen Grandma''s condition!"


    After two years, she was still as arrogant as ever.


    I sneered and retorted, "Are you worried that he might worsen. Grandma''s condition or that Grandma might recover?"


    "W-what am I afraid of?"


    She red at me furiously, "And for the past two years, we''ve been taking care of Grandma. You''ve been living in Jston as Mrs. Frost, and now you want to intervene in Grandma''s care? Who do you think. you are?"


    "At least I''m Grandma''s biological granddaughter, aren''t I?" I said firmly. "And you, what gives you the right to stop me from hiring a doctor for Grandma?"


    She had been itching to take over the Shaw family business for the past. two years due to Ryan''s suppression. Naturally, she wasn''t willing to ept my return to the Shaw family, especially while Grandma was still


    conscious.


    Bethany was momentarily speechless. "I....."


    *And me?"


    Mrs. Shaw emerged from behind her, assuming the stance of an elder. Do I have enough authority to make decisions for your grandmother? Charlotte, know your ce. You still have the sumame Wilson, not Shaw.


    I smiled. "No matter what my surname is, it doesn''t change the fact that I''m Grandma''s biological granddaughter. Mrs. Shaw, why are you so afraid of me, your ''daughter, returning to the Shaw family and protecting your adopted daughter?"


    Pausing slightly, I looked at her with a cold gaze. "Could it be that your rtionship with her is not just a simple adoptive mother-daughter rtionship?"


    My guess was merely an attempt to provoke her.


    Unexpectedly, her face darkened suddenly, and she hurriedly defended herself, "Charlotte, what nonsense are you talking about?! I treat Bethany well because she''s understanding and caring, unlike you, who''s just detestable!"


    She mmed the ward door shut, lowering her voice to warn me, "And I''ll make myself clear. You should give up any thoughts of returning to the Shaw family!"


    "Why should I?" I asked softly. "I''ll make myself clear too. Since I''m back in Jeswood, I have no intention of abandoning Grandma. This time, I must ensure Grandma gets better."


    Mrs. Shaw stared at me coldly. "Then you can try! Don''t think Ryan will help you forever!"


    "By the way, does my dad know about your rtionship with Bethany?" I asked with a smile, casually changing the subject. I added this "dad" as a temporary term of address. It wasn''t meant sincerely.


    Mrs. Shaw raised her hand to p me. "Charlotte, you''re unbelievable!"


    I grabbed her arm firmly and pushed her away, pping my hands. "Oh, so it seems you don''t know."


    I wasn''t sure before, but now I was certain.


    Her rtionship with Bethany was likelyplex.


    Jsmiled slightly. "Don''t be so desperate to deny or hit me. The more


    you act like this, the more anxious you seem. If you continue to stop the doctor from treating Grandma, I might just look into it or directly inform my dad."


    "Look into it? You? Do you think you can..."


    "Of course not. Didn''t you say that Ryan is helping me?"


    I was just using Ryan to scare her. "If I can''t look into it, do you think he won''t find out something? After all, where there''s smoke, there''s fire. Many things, if looked into in detail, one can still discover something!"This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    "Bitch!"


    Mrs. Shaw red at me fiercely, then, as if thinking of something, she smiled coldly, "I''ll let you off this time. Let''s see how long you can be proud of yourself."


    With that, she dragged Bethany away.


    I went inside and addressed the caregiver, "You can leave now. Your sry will be settled ording to the contract."


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    The caregiver, who had been arranged by Jack, was on the evening shift today. This caregiver was a member of the Shaw family, which I had tolerated for a long time, and it was finally time to change. After settling her sry, I was about to enter the bedroom to check on Grandma when I heard the sound of footsteps.


    Turning around, I looked down and met Frank''s brown eyes, which were filled with mockery.


    I was a bit surprised. "What are you doing here?"


    "Visiting Grandma," replied Frank.


    As I was about to speak, when a small child''s head popped out from behind the wheelchair. The child blinked his big eyes, looked at me for a few seconds, and then suddenly ran over and hugged my leg, saying in a babyish voice, "Aunt! You''re my aunt, right?"