<h4>Chapter 249: Despicable</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    The person who got in the way was none other than Harmony, who was wearing a light-colored dress. She had allowed her long ck hair to drape naturally over her back and her face looked delicately beautiful. She stood before them while looking at them with a pair of innocent yet beautiful eyes.


    She smiled in surprise when she saw the olddy and said in the gentlest of voices, “Old Madam Barker, what a coincidence to meet you here! It’s been a while.”


    Old Madam Barker’s initially pleasant mood sank at once. It was not often she got the chance to go out with Samantha and that eyesore of a person just had to show up.


    The olddy’s expression soured and she replied unceremoniously, “A coincidence? I think you showed up in front of me on purpose to piss me off!”


    Those words made Harmony’s body tremble and her face paled instantly


    Samantha was slightly surprised too.


    Of her impression, Old Madam Barker had always been a very amiable person, and the most she did when facing those she disliked was treat them a little less warmly. However, she would never go so far as to show her loathing because she was a very reserved person.


    Samantha knew that Old Madam Barker did not like Harmony ever since she overheard the conversation between the olddy and Aunt Julia. Judging from the situation before her, it seemed that she disliked Harmony far more than initially thought.


    Harmony’s eyes turned red and she said aggrievedly, “Old Madam Barker, I know…you don’t really like me, but our encounter today…was really a coincidence…”


    With tears welling in her eyes as she spoke, she looked poignant and pitiful.


    The olddy remained indifferent and even sneered, “Give me a break from your miserable act. Don’te near me if you know I don’t like you.”


    “In the event you feel like ying tricks with me because you think I’m old and useless, by all means, give it a try.”


    Although Old Madam Barker spoke in a cold tone, she remained calm and carried a faint nobility that no one could ignore.


    She possessed an aura that was unique to the Barkers.


    Harmony lowered her gaze as a deep-seated resentment appeared fleetingly in the depths of her eyes.


    Her purpose foring that day was not to rile up the olddy. Even though she hated that old hag, she could not afford to anger the old woman for the time being.


    In any case, she would make sure to deal with the hag when she finally became Timothy’s wife!


    Old Madam Barker did not bother to continue talking with her and said to the manager, “Lead the way!”


    The manager was startled by the olddy’s aura and said quickly, “Right this way please, Madam.”


    Old Madam Barker walked with the support of her cane and Samantha. She ignored Harmony and walked inside the VIP room.


    Harmony stood on the spot and endured the derisive looks directed at her from all directions. The schadenfreude in their eyes made her grin rather than angry, but that grin did not spread across her face.


    …


    After entering the VIP room, Old Madam Barker and Samantha changed into their salon robes andy on the massage bed to receive a rxing massage from the masseuse.


    Samantha turned around and looked at Old Madam Barker lying on the bed beside her. Harmony seemed to have gotten on the olddy’s nerves as she closed her eyes expressionlessly while staying silent.


    She had rarely seen Old Madam Barker get angry ever since they got to know each other, and practically nothing could make her that furious.


    Samantha suddenly remembered the information Rochelle had gathered about Harmony. Said information had been shared with Samantha.


    Old Madam Barker used to like Harmony a lot and often told her toe and y at the Barkers’ residence. The question was, what could possibly have happened that made her dislike Harmony to the point of hatred?


    Harmony was even sent abroad at that time and was told never to return.


    It was hard to justify it by saying that Old Madam Barker disliked Harmony because of thetter’s family. After all, the Larssons were never of the same standing as the Barkers. The Larssons had even dropped to new lows because Samantha cut ties with her parents and had a younger brother who was gued with heart disease.


    Her circumstances were far worse than Harmony’s, but Old Madam Barker never disliked her and was actually quite fond of her too.


    Could it be Harmony’s behavior and character that the olddy abhorred?


    A supposition like that was not very convincing either. Old Madam Barker ced great importance on the way she carried herself and would not have been so discourteous for a reason like that.


    Samantha considered many possibilities but could not think of what reason it could be.


    She opened her mouth intending to ask, but she decided against it because Old Madam Barker was evidently still angry at that moment.


    It would be bad news if a frail woman like her was overly agitated.


    Perhaps it would be better to find another time to talk to her.


    Samantha and Old Madam Barker enjoyed aplete three-hour package of skin and body care.


    Once the treatment wasplete, their bodies were much more rxed and their skin was very supple too.


    Old Madam Barker’s mood had cheered up considerably after she looked herself in the mirror and saw that she looked several years younger.


    It did not take much to make a woman happy.


    Samantha took the opportunity topliment her, eliciting endless smiles from the olddy, who held Samantha’s hand and said, “You’re a good girl, Sammy. You’re beautiful, kind-hearted, and you have such a sweet way with words.”


    Samantha hugged her and asserted, “It’s not about me having a way with words, Grandma. I’m telling the truth. Timothy is handsome because you’re beautiful too.”


    Old Madam Barker was smiling so widely that her pearly teeth were all showing. She raised her chin proudly, “Of course.”


    Then, the olddy looked at Samantha’s stomach and said, “So… when are you and Tim going to make a little Sammy or a little Timmy? They’re bound to be the most good-looking children!”


    ‘Sigh…she can link any conversation back to children.’


    Samantha facepalmed. “We’re doing our best, Grandma. All you have to do is sit tight.”


    Her answer was not a patronizing one. Since she was willing to bear Timothy’s child, they really were working hard towards that goal.


    “Okay, I’ll wait.”


    Samantha was relieved when she saw the improvement in Old Madam Barker’s mood. They got in the car and went back to the vi.


    Inside the bedroom, Samanthay on the bed and was feeling a little sleepy after scrolling on her phone for some time.


    She checked the time. It was half an hour to midnight and Timothy still had not returned. He did not text or call her either.


    Despite her best efforts throughout the day to avoid thinking about Harmony’s early morning text, it unconsciously popped into her mind at that time.


    Her trust in Timothy was unwavering. They had gone through so much together and she could clearly sense the way he felt for her.


    However, that did not mean she should not be wary of Harmony.


    Although she had won against Harmony a couple of times now, Harmony never stayed down and always remained standing after a defeat.


    Being extra cautious was never a bad thing.


    Samantha thought to herself and decided to dial Timothy’s number.


    The dial tone was heard, but no one answered her call and it was cut off automatically.


    Samantha frowned slightly and redialed without hesitation.


    In almost the same manner, the dial tone was heard briefly and the call was rejected. All Samantha heard after that was a busy signal….