Chapter 467: Don’t Call Me Grandma
Hayley’s POV:
Freya’s voice came from behind me, “Grandma, I heard you’re back…” Something about her made my wolf, Hera, uneasy and repulsed by her scent. Before I could reflect further, Freya entered the room. She stopped short at the sight before her and exclaimed in surprise, “Grandma, you…”
She could not finish her sentence before Mrs. Laurel, rising from the floor, cut her off sharply, “You demon, don’t call me Grandma!”
Freya, unfazed, responded calmly, “Grandma, what are you saying? I’ve always been your granddaughter. Even if Dad and Peter can’t be here, I will still look after you and Mom.”
Mrs. Laurel scoffed, “Nonsense! You just want the family fortune. Dream on! I’d rather donate everything than leave you a penny!”
Despite the accusation, Freya stayed calm and explained, “Grandma, that’s not true. Mom really likes Ms. Carson, so I invited her to keep her company. Having Ms. Carson around might make Mom feel better.”
“Get out! Both of you, get out!” Mrs. Laurel shouted, pushing Freya towards the door without listening to any more explanations. Freya was forced out, and then Mrs. Laurel turned her fierce gaze on me, growling, “Are you leaving on your own, or do I need to throw you out?”
I quickly tried to defuse the situation, “Please, calm down. I’ll leave on my own.”
Mrs. Laurel huffed coldly and stepped aside to let me pass. As I walked out, the woman known as Virginia clung tightly to my clothes, following me.
“Come back, Virginia! Come back!” Mrs. Laurel yelled out in frustration. However, Virginia only had eyes for me, not letting go. She smiled warmly at me, her eyes filled with affection. “Michelle, don’t be scared of Grandma. Grandma loves you the most!”
As she finished, Mrs. Laurel, overhearing, exclaimed, “Virginia, what did you just say?”
I stayed quiet, knowing she had mistaken me for her daughter once again. Virginia turned to Mrs. Laurel and calmly asked, “Mom, shouldn’t Michelle call you Grandma?”
Tears of anger formed in Mrs. Laurel’s eyes as she grasped Virginia’s hand. “What did you just call me? You called me Mom! Virginia, you finally remember me…”
Virginia clung to me, appealing to Mrs. Laurel, “Mom, please don’t send Michelle away, okay?”
Mrs. Laurel nodded in agreement, “Okay, she can stay.” Then, turning to me with a softened look, she asked, “Hayley, can you stay a bit longer to talk with her?”
After a brief pause, I nodded, “Sure.”
Mrs. Laurel then directed her attention toward Freya, her tone harsh, “Demon, can’t you understand? Get away from me!”
As I turned, I saw Freya attempt to speak, but Mrs. Laurel slammed the door shut with a resounding thud. Outside, Freya stood, her teeth clenched in frustration, her fists balled at her sides. A servant cautiously approached her. “Ms. Freya, are you okay?”
Freya responded icily, “I’m fine!” The servant hesitated before asking, “Will bringing Hayley here disrupt our plans?”
Freya gave a dismissive glance. “The newly enrolled Omega college student? What threat could she possibly be? If that madwoman likes her, let it fulfill her last wishes. It’s a small price to pay for all these years spent looking after her and her daughter. As for Hayley, that naïve Omega who won’t even take money—don’t worry. She’s no threat to my plans. Not many are as foolish as her in this world.”
With that, Freya walked off with confidence. Inside, Mrs. Laurel stood by the door, overhearing Freya’s conversation. It was then she realized that perhaps she had misunderstood Hayley.