?<strong>Chapter 478:</strong>


    “Just because she’s wealthy, are we supposed to bow down and kiss her feet?”


    “Yes! Can you be quieter? Isn’t this proof that a bully is using her family’s connections? We should always side with themon people and not let ourselves be intimidated by the bullies.”


    Kallie, however, paid no attention to the heated debates and insults ring up online. In fact, she seemed to relish it. The attention meant more eyes on the Turner Group, perfectly setting the stage for her next n.


    Jenny, on the other hand, fumed with anger. Despite her attempts to unmask Kallie’s identity, she was still exposed to cyberbullying. Someonemented that she wasn’t even worthy of being Kallie’s maid. Jenny seethed with anger.


    Jenny flung objects around, hurling curses at Kallie in frustration. “Who the hell does Kallie think she is? Wasn’t she just born into a well-off family? What do those dumbizens think? I can’t match up to her?” After releasing her rage, Jenny watched as the door swung open.


    Tyrone entered, pausing only to frown upon seeing Jenny in disarray on the floor, and walked away. Jenny, gritting her teeth yet softening her tone, approached him reluctantly. “Didn’t you im I’m your granddaughter? When will you take me back?”


    Tyrone looked up at Jenny. “The Nixon family isn’t weing. It’s better you stay away. Steering clear of the Nixon family keeps you untouchable from their schemes.”


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    Jenny’s anxiety grew. “Grandpa, you’re not thinking clearly. We’re family. Why would family members scheme against each other? You’re ill and overthinking. We should head home.”


    Tyrone remainedposed. “Is there a rush to return? Do you think life with the Nixons, wealthy as they are, would be better? My granddaughter is not one to chase after wealth.”


    Jenny’s frustration turned to anger, prompting her to turn away and wipe away tears. “Do you realize your granddaughter has been bullied to the breaking point? I just want the safety of my family. Is that so wrong?” Tyrone remained silent.


    Desperate, Jenny pulled out the jade pendant and held it up to Tyrone, her voice breaking. “Grandpa, remember this? You gave it to my mom. You said it would be how you recognize her. I found you with it, yet now you refuse to acknowledge me.


    Why did you give it to me if it means nothing? Forget it then. I don’t want it.” With that, Jenny threw the jade pendant into the trash bin.


    Tyrone, rmed, rushed to retrieve it from the trash bin. He carefully dusted it off, his frown deepening as he looked at Jenny, who was now sobbing.


    Tyrone’s voice softened as he said to her, “Let me think for a while. Don’t worry. Since you are my granddaughter, I won’t let anyone bully you.”


    Jenny, beaming with joy, grasped Tyrone’s hand and responded with a hint of entitlement, “Grandpa, you are so kind.”


    Yet, Tyrone’s gaze remained distant and cold. His memory was fragmented; certain details eluded him, though he distinctly remembered that his granddaughter was meant to possess this jade. Despite this, Tyrone hesitated to acknowledge Jenny as his granddaughter, doubting her identity, but why did she have this jade pendant?


    Tyrone couldn’t go out to investigate since Jenny forbade him from leaving this ce, quoting that his confusion mightnd him in trouble. It appeared he would only piece together the past upon returning to the Nixon family.


    Meanwhile, as online attention surged around the Turner Group, Kallie seized the moment to announce that the Turner Group would participate in the Jewelry Design Competition, sparking widespread debate.


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