<h4>Chapter 217: Falling for nder</h4>
E didn’t say much. As for Grandma Davis, she didn’t have a particrly good or bad impression of her. Grandma Davis wasn’t as kind as family, but she wasn’t as malicious as Brianna either.
She was just an ordinary olddy. This visit was surely spurred on by someone stirring the pot, causing her to rush over without even making a phone call, right?
"Oh, Mrs. Harris, can you go upstairs and bring down the old phone on the desk?" E had thought of visiting Grandma Davis the next day, and it wasn’t for show. She didn’t hate her just because she was Robert’s mother.
After all, Isabe’s poisoning had nothing to do with Grandma Davis.
Plus, she was a mother who had lost her son, which was pretty pitiful. And sometimes, Grandma Davis could be quite reasonable. E’s impression of her was gradually improving.
Before long, the taxi dropped Grandma Davis at the vi’s entrance. E went out to greet her. The cab driver gave E several looks, but sensing Eric’s cold gaze and strong presence, he quickly left without lingering.
"Grandma, you’re here! Come on in and have a seat. It just so happens that today’s my birthday. Your timing is perfect!" E said with a light smile, reaching out to take Grandma Davis by the hand.
Grandma Davis gave a cold snort and, with a dark expression, walked inside.
Seeing how luxurious the vi was, Grandma Davis was both shocked and unsettled. After sitting on the sofa, the other guests tactfully moved to the small bar to have a drink.
It was just E and Eric apanying Grandma Davis. Mrs. Harris brought over some snacks and fruit.
E ced the phone in front of Grandma Davis. "Grandma, I bought this phone for you. After all, you’re always using andline at home, and it’s inconvenient when you’re out shopping."
Grandma Davis’ expression softened a little.
"If you’re being so thoughtful, why didn’t you invite me to celebrate your birthday here? This is a huge vi. Is it really yours, E?"
Eric raised an eyebrow casually. "I gave it to her."
Grandma Davis’ eyes widened. She had received a mysterious call earlier, where the caller told her that E had taken all of Davis Group’s shares and conspired with Eric, who had renamed thepany "HopeCore Group" after acquiring it.
And to make matters worse, E had donated a staggering nine million at a charity event! Upon hearing this, Grandma Davis was so angry her heart nearly exploded!
After all, she still had a grandson!
When thewyer read the will, all the shares were left to E, while Kevin only got a few properties!
Grandma Davis had been furious, but thewyer advised her, saying Kevin was still too young to handle so many shares.
E had also promised that when Kevin grew up, she would return some of the shares to him.
Grandma Davis, being old and in poor health, had no energy to fight anymore. But after receiving that mysterious call yesterday, her anger reignited, and that’s why she hade to confront E.
"Is that true?" Grandma Davis red at E, not believing a word.
E nodded. "Grandma, even though Brianna did wrong by my mother, that was in the past. When Kevin grows up, I will return some of the shares to him."
Eric frowned. Kevin, with his personality, having shares? Once he had power, their lives would be turned upside down again.
Who’s to say it wouldn’t threaten their very safety?
"You’re lying to me! You and this brat conspired to deceive me! Davis Group has already been swallowed up by this brat, what shares do you have left? You ungrateful girl... you’re shameless! You dare to give all the shares away to him for this brat?"
Grandma Davis was so furious her chest was heaving.
E, still calm, gently held Grandma Davis’s hand. "Grandma, why would you think that? Do you believe what outsiders say, but not your own granddaughter?"
Grandma Davis felt a bit embarrassed, but when she thought about E donating nine million in one go, she became even angrier. "How can I trust you? You’re squandering the Davis family’s money! You donated nine million without a second thought—are you not thinking of me, this old woman? Do you think all the money is yours? Don’t forget, you still have a brother, and a missing sister!"
A brother and sister? E sneered inwardly. She wasn’t rted to them by blood at all, but Grandma Davis was so old that she couldn’t bring herself to upset her any further.
"Grandma, the money I donated was all from my stock market earnings. I hope you won’t believe the nonsense other people are spreading. Davis Group was acquired by Mr. Nelson for fifty million. At that time, thepany was nothing but an empty shell, thanks to those two quality reports. Fifty million was a generous offer. Once Kevin grows up..."
"Once he grows up? I’ll be dead by then! And when you bully him, how can I, a ghost by then, help him?" Grandma Davis eximed loudly.
Eric’s eyes glinted coldly. "Madam, your words are utterly ridiculous. If I recall, Kevin stabbed E several times! Do you really think such a rebellious kid would be any better when he grows up?"
Grandma Davis snorted. "I don’t care! You must give me the money! I’ll leave a will to pass it all to Kevin; otherwise, I won’t be at peace!"
E looked at her calmly. "Grandma, do you really want me to give half of my assets to Kevin? With his temperament, do you think anything good wille of it if he has that kind of money?"
Grandma Davis’s fury grew stronger, and her demands escted. "You need to hand over two-thirds of your assets! That would be fair! And as for Hannah, who’s gone missing—who knows if you two had something to do with that!"
Her breathing becamebored, and E looked at her with disappointment.
All this time, had she never truly believed in her?
Eric’s eyes grew even colder. "Madam, have you forgotten who caused Mr. Davis’s untimely death? Who was it that uploaded the quality report online? You already know, don’t you? Brianna took that report to negotiate with Mr. Davis, but behind his back, she leaked it online, leading to his tragic death, didn’t she?"
Grandma Davis’s heart clenched, filled with deep sorrow.
E nodded softly. "Grandma, we don’t have any other intentions. Kevin and Brianna are vastly different in character. If you give him too much money... could you bear it if he hires someone to kill me? He’s just a child now, but a few words from someone else could turn his hatred toward me. If you’re determined, I can transfer five million to your ount, and you can give him the money yourself and see how he spends it."