<h4>Chapter 216: Chapter 213: Heart-to-Heart</h4>


    Nighttime.


    Elliana Lyle was summoned to the olddy’s room.


    To be honest, it was her first time in the olddy’s room, and theyout was notplicated, with even half the room empty, making it appear especially frugal.


    "Sit down." The olddy gestured for her to sit by the bed, and she had no choice but toply.


    Then, the olddy walked to the bedside table, felt for a key on her body, and opened the drawer of the bedside table.


    Out of the drawer came a box, a red and ck brocade-patterned wooden box, small and exquisite.


    The olddy sat down beside her and, while speaking, opened the box: "This was something I brought when I got married, just a pair. I gave one to your little aunt when she got married, and this one is for you."


    As the box opened, insidey a bracelet, purple with an excellent shine, clearly of great value.


    She was somewhat surprised, not understanding why the olddy was giving her such an important item, and thus politely declined, "No, Grandma, this is too valuable."


    Unexpectedly, the olddy forcibly ced it in her hand, slightly embarrassed, saying, "I said take it, so take it. You’re the youngest, and you got married earlier than the others; you need to have something on you."


    "Grandma." For a moment, she didn’t know what to say, but she truly didn’t want to ept this bracelet.


    She wouldn’t just forget what the olddy said at her mother’s funeral just because of a sudden gesture of kindness. She didn’t hate the olddy, but she couldn’t forget past events.


    "You have grievances in your heart, I know, and I resented your mother too, always thinking she was after the Bet Family’s wealth. Phoebe Lyle talked to me a lot this afternoon, and even an old stubborn person like me cane to understand."


    "...Grandma, since it’s a misunderstanding, it’s good that it’s resolved. I really can’t ept this bracelet." Perhaps she was just stubborn and didn’t want to pretend nothing happened because of a few words.


    The olddy let out a heavy sigh, swallowed her anger, though reluctant, and finally said, "Take it, don’t put me in an awkward position."


    Silence.


    Then came a deathly quiet.


    Both grandmother and granddaughter had their own thoughts, neither willing to back down.


    "Elliana, I’m sorry to Be on my behalf. All these years, it’s been my mistake. Since your grandmother wants to relocate the grave, let it be."


    Elliana’s hand, holding the box, trembled lightly. The olddy, known for being unemotional and listening to nders, admitted her mistake.


    This was something she thought impossible, yet the facts were right in front of her.


    When did the olddye to rity? Perhaps it was due to what Hannah Collins mentioned, along with Elliana not talking back to her these past few days.


    In the stillness of night, when alone, the olddy would also think about many things, some deeply ingrained in her mind.


    Maybe she had long realized the truth but never admitted it due to pride and stubbornness.


    With age, it became easier to anger, unable to tolerate any malicious gossip, lighting up like a firecracker at the slightest spark.


    "Grandma, I don’t want to bring up past issues."


    The olddy showed no other reaction, instead pulled up her sleeve, revealing the bracelet within.


    She remembered this bracelet; it was the one she had gifted to the olddy on her birthday, and Ada Lee had been given it!


    "This bracelet was your gift to me, right? At the time, young Ada said you didn’t give me anything. Later, Wu Ma said the bracelet on Ada’s hand was your gift to me, so I got it back."


    The olddy sighed, "All these years, I just wanted you to give in a little, but every time you..."


    The rest went unsaid, but Elliana knew. Each time, she stubbornly talked back, rendering the olddy speechless.


    At the time, she believed she was right and thus didn’t need to apologize.


    Even now, she still felt that way.


    However, hearing these words from the olddy stirred a mix of emotions within her.


    "Grandma, my mom said that before I was four, you were quite fond of me, butter, due to some superstition, you started to dislike me."


    The superstition, of course, was that she had jinxed her brother to death.


    At this, the olddy felt immediate shame, only saying, "Those are just feudal superstitions; I don’t believe in that stuff anymore."


    In reality, it was Shawn Lyle who first suggested that Elliana had jinxed the unborn child.


    Shawn couldn’t face that his son couldn’t be born, and everyone was mourning while four-year-old Elliana remained unresponsive, ying with her clothes.


    In his grief, Shawn was furious at his daughter’s indifference, and he pped Elliana in anger.


    While informing the olddy, he didn’t forget to mention that Elliana was the jinx, so the olddy believed it too, as the Lyle family was eager for more male heirs.


    Of course, Elliana knew nothing of these matters, and the olddy only knew fragments herself.


    Confused people, for the sake of face, may remain confused even when they realize the truth.


    But today was different; the olddy fully realized that Elliana had grown up and married.


    She had be part of another family.


    They likely wouldn’t meet often in the future.


    "People can’t be confused their whole lives. I was nning to introduce you to a good match today, though your little aunt suggested it, he is indeed a fine fellow."


    "I could see that marrying the Bet family boy was mostly your own decision."


    Elliana did not hide it, answering inly, "Yes."


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    "How is it? Are things going well?" the olddy asked.


    She replied, "Yes, they are."


    "As long as things are going well, that’s all that matters," sighed the olddy. "Take all the dowry I gave you tomorrow; be a good wife at the Bet family. I hear your mother-inw is a stepmother; if you can’t get along, so be it. She can’t outlive you anyway?"


    In that moment, the atmosphere seemed to ease a little, less stifling than before, but she still wasn’t used to interacting with the olddy like this.


    And so, she couldn’t bring herself to speak her true feelings.


    The olddy indeed seemed much better than before, but she also appeared more frail, not just in aura, but in person.


    The light in her eyes had faded, leaving only a sense of loneliness and regret, which brought Elliana to the brink of tears.


    Perhaps, from this moment on, the mountain of misunderstandings between grandmother and granddaughter would begin to gradually crumble.


    "Alright then, aren’t you leaving tomorrow? Go get some sleep."


    Seeing this, Elliana didn’t linger, only saying as she left, "Grandma, I didn’t return for your birthday this year. I promise toe next year."


    "Hmph, noting back for the New Year? You’re truly..." The olddy stopped herself there, perhaps out of habit.


    She quickly corrected, "Whether youe back or not, it doesn’t matter."


    "I’lle back for New Year."


    "Got it, off you go then."


    The olddy turned her head, slightly impatiently urging her.


    After people left, Elliana’s grandmother fell silent.


    Murmuring to herself, "Getting old, bing useless."


    At first, she had been quite satisfied with Be Hue as a daughter-inw.


    But then, the Hue Family wanted shares, and her son denied it, leading her to look down on the Hue Family, thinking they were a family of petty people.


    Now it seemed her son was the petty one.


    There were many things she had been able to discern, but chose to turn a blind eye.


    Only now did she understand her second son was the real viin, and it was from listening to Phoebe Lyle’s recording of her son’s and little daughter’s conversation that she came to realize.


    The second son and little daughter were the wolves raised within the family, scheming not only against their nephews but even their own daughter.