Chapter 600


    Grandma Shirley tried several times but still couldn''t get it on, bing increasingly anxious.


    Romeo, standing aside, saw this and stepped forward to help, "Granny, let me give you a hand."


    He helped Grandma Shirley hold one end of the ne.


    Holding the other end, Grandma Shirley tried a few more times with trembling hands, barely managing


    to thread it through the small hole, finally getting the ne on.


    "Good kid, you must be tired, huh?" Grandma Shirley said with a hint of apology in her voice. She had


    just recovered, but her movements were still not very agile, and she felt terrible for making Arabe go


    through this.


    "Nah, I''m not tired." Arabe was always smiling warmly. "Thank you, Grandma Shirley."


    Today, she finally got the chance to thank Grandma Shirley in person.


    "The McMillian family is so lucky to have a girl like you."


    Grandma Shirley looked at her contentedly, finding that both her looks and temperament were a great


    match for her grandson. They were a perfect match.


    The more she looked, the more satisfied she was. She was overjoyed, not to mention all the talents


    Arabe had.


    Romeo really did bring a gem home!


    At this moment, Brodie brought over a bowl of soup, "Shirley, your soup got cold. I got you a new bowl."


    "I''ll feed her." Arabe volunteered.


    "No, no, let your grandpa do it." Grandma Shirley said hastily.


    How could she let Arabe go through such trouble?


    But Arabe didn''t find it troublesome at all. She scooped up a spoonful of soup, and gently brought it


    to Grandma Shirley''s lips.


    Feeling a bit embarrassed, Grandma Shirley took a sip and said with a smile, "The soup you feed me


    tastes so sweet, Be."


    Romeo''s eyes were full of tenderness as he watched the two of them get along so well. He asked


    softly, "Granny, how have you been feeling these past couple of days? Any difort?"


    The doctor was around and could help if needed.


    "No. Be''s medicine works great." Grandma Shirley said with a smile. "It''s just my head, probably


    because I''ve been asleep too long. I''m a bit foggy, slow to react, andck strength. I even have


    difficulty getting out of bed and walking, needing someone to push my wheelchair."


    "That''s normal," Arabe assured her with a smile while feeding her soup. "You''ll get better in no time."


    "Your words put my mind at ease." Grandma Shirley chirped, sipping the soup Arabe fed her. She


    couldn''t help but ask, "Be, who did you learn your medical skills from?"


    They were so exceptional.


    Arabe gave a straightforward ount of her experiences. Hearing this, Grandma Shirley couldn''t


    suppress her anger.


    "Those two scoundrels from the Murphy family. It''s all my fault for realizing toote."


    Otherwise, she would''ve ensured they got more than just jail time!


    "It''s all in the past," Arabe said with a small smile. "Would you like another bowl of soup?"


    The soup was all gone.


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    "No, no need." Grandma Shirley had just recovered and couldn''t have too much. After Arabe put


    down the bowl, she took Arabe''s hand and said with a heavy heart, "Poor child, you''ve suffered."


    She had been taken to the Murphy family, separated from her family, and had been through a lot of


    bullying.


    "From now on, the McMillian family will treat you even better." Grandma Shirley patted her hand with


    many more things she wanted to say.


    However, Phillip couldn''t help but butt in, "Dear, have you forgotten about me now that Be''s here."


    He had been ignored for quite some time.


    "If you knew Be''s other identity, you''d love her even more!" Phillip said mysteriously, deliberately


    keeping her in suspense, trying to attract Grandma Shirley''s attention.


    But Grandma Shirley didn''t pay him any mind and continued talking with Arabe.