Jerome nodded in agreement, and after a brief discussion, the two made their way downstairs.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Nelson, not seeing the elderlydy around, immediately inquired with the housekeeper, only to learn that Andrea had taken Mrs. Bernice Madden to the hospital to visit Lizetta.


    Nelson''s brows furrowed instinctively. "Jerome, quick, let''s head to the hospital too."


    At the hospital room.


    It came as a surprise to Lizetta when Andrea suddenly showed up with Mrs. Bernice Madden.


    Mrs. Madden made herselffortable beside Lizetta''s bed and started chatting warmly with her, while a hint of chill shed in Andrea''s eyes.


    Stepping forward, Andrea suggested, "Grandma, you''re so concerned about Liz''s health. How about I have Elva apany you to consult Liz''s doctor about when she can be discharged? Would that be alright?"


    Mrs. Madden, eager to have Lizetta discharged and brought home, immediately nodded in agreement.


    Andrea gave a knowing look to the maid, Elva, who then stepped forward to assist Mrs. Madden out of the room.


    Lizetta didn''t object but instead smiled at Andrea.


    "Ms. Madden, you must have something to say, right?"


    It was clear Andrea wasn''t here just for a visit. Having sent Mrs. Madden away, Lizetta knew Andrea''s intentions weren''t friendly.


    Without beating around the bush, Andrea said with a light smile, "Ms. Gardenia, I appreciate your straightforwardness, and I''ll do the same. I hope Ms. Gardenia can understand boundaries and keep a distance from my family.


    You may not be aware, but I came to


    vel


    Zion City with my grandparents to seek medical treatment for my grandfather. That night, after rescuing you, my grandfather suffered from headaches and nausea for an entire day, and Grandma was so shaken she couldn''t sleep well. They''re old and went through all this trouble for someone who is neither family nor close friend. Do you think that''s appropriate, Ms. Gardenia?"


    Andrea''s tone was confrontational, an undisguised usation.


    After finishing her piece, Andrea stepped forward, took a bank card out of her purse, and ced it on the nket in front of Lizetta.


    "There''s $50,000 in this card. Please don''t get me wrong, Ms. Gardenia, this is a token of my gratitude for the help you provided at the bar that night. You could use it to hire a caregiver..."


    Lizetta interrupted her with a smile, grabbing the card, "Ms. Madden''s life is only worth a mere $50,000? That''s rather cheap."


    Andrea was taken aback, clearly not expecting Lizetta to be so blunt.


    With a sour expression, Andrea


    retorted, "You look down on


    $50,000? No wonder everyone in Zion City says you''re a greedy ghost who, despite being taken in by the Dashiell family, bites the hand that feeds you. Now that my


    grandparents aren''t here, you don''t even bother to pretend anymore, do you?"


    Lizetta, unprovoked, coldly tossed the card back.


    "Look who''s talking. Aren''t you revealing your true colors too? Why else would you send Grandma Bernice away?"


    The card hit Andrea and fell to the ground, her eyes nearly zing with anger.


    "Lizetta, don''t push your luck. People who don''t know their ce end up disliked."


    Lizetta simply smiled lightly, "Grandpa Nelson and Grandma Bernice are elders I respect and feel inexplicably close to. I''m grateful to them.


    They are your elders, and I believe


    they have the right to choose who


    they wish to be close to. Do they know about this discussion? Do they agree? It''s strange, Andrea, why do you seem to be so wary of me?"