Madam Griffith narrowed her eyes, her gaze cold and heavy. "Sebastian, you''re being a fool. You promised you wouldn''t divorce Natalie. That was the only reason we agreed to hand over the family assets to you. You served her with divorce papers because you were yed by that conniving little witch, Joanna, and now you want to marry her? Are you some kind of clown? This is ridiculous."


    "I''ve never seen such a moron. I raised you with such care, only for you to be a predator in a tailored suit, a vile imposter colluding with that little viper."


    "Sebastian, you''re a thankless traitor. You''re worse than a dog. Just like your father -a piece of filth from the gutter, disgusting to even look at."


    Madam Griffith felt a sense of relief after letting it all out. At that moment, her only regret was that she didn''t have a wider vocabry. Otherwise, she would have used even harsher words.


    Timothy was speechless.


    But at that moment, the father and son had no time to be angry with Madam Griffith. Maxwell Griffith suppressed his rage and looked at the Matriarch,pletely baffled. "Why were you so insistent that I marry Natalie? Why did you make such a rule?"


    Madam Griffith suddenly stood up and gave a cold smile, her suspicions confirmed. The person standing before her was not her real grandson.


    "Boy, are you kidding me? How could you not understand why your grandfather did what he did?"


    Madam Griffith pointed at Joanna. "Sebastian, open your eyes and look. When you were at your lowest, this woman turned her back on you, broke your heart, and left the country."


    "A woman like that is only after money. The moment you have nothing, she''ll abandon you all over again."


    "But Natalie... she worked tirelessly, trying everything to heal your eyes and your legs. She was willing to marry you and stand by you no matter what. She''s the one you should cherish."


    "This woman... she gave me a slow-acting poison. Are you sure you want to marry her?"


    *Damn that boy,* she thought. *Where could they have taken him?* A sigh escaped her. *Sebastian has it even worse than his father.* Tears welled up in Madam Griffith''s eyes.


    Maxwell Griffith''s eyes flickered. "Grandma, that was all a


    misunderstanding Joanna didn''t porson you Natalie did. She was trying to frame Joanna. Now that Natalie and I are divorced, I''m going to marry Joanna."


    Madam Griffith let out a heavy sigh. "I suppose Natalie just isn''t lucky. I''m old. I can''t interfere in your young people''s affairs. If you want to marry her, then go ahead."


    "As a wedding gift, Grandma doesn''t have much to give you. You can have the old family estate. I''m going abroad to be with your grandfather."


    Madam Griffith suddenly felt a weight lift from her shoulders. *But poor Natalie,* she thought.


    "Grandma, aren''t you going to stay for my wedding?" Maxwell Griffith''s expression darkened.


    Madam Griffith looked at him. "No. I


    won''t attend the wedding of


    someone who tried to kill me.


    Sebastian from this day on won''t meddle in your life anymore. You can walk your own path. I''mold, and I don''t have any money."


    "And another thing-you signed that agreement yourself. You are not to cause any trouble for Natalie. In a way, Grandma is doing this for the sake of your grand romance. You''re willing to give up everything to be with Joanna Your great love is truly touching."


    "They say it''s a sin to stand in the way of true love. So, Grandma won''t be the one to stop you."


    *Go ahead and get married,* she thought. *He''s not my dear grandson anyway. He can marry whomever he wants; it''s none of my business.*


    Joanna''s eyes turned cold. *This damn old hag just refuses to ept me,* she fumed internally.


    Maxwell Griffith was also furious. "Grandma, I''m your favorite grandson! How can you not attend my wedding? You''re not going anywhere. You''re staying right here."