Chapter 258
After chatting for a while, Old Master Yves paused before saying, “I heard that scoundrel recently planned to bring that woman to your grandmother’s birthday banquet. Of course, your grandmother didn’t agree. She said if he dared to bring that woman to her birthday celebration and cause trouble, she wouldn’t attend the banquet at all—”
Freya stopped drinking her tea upon hearing this.
Old Master Yves continued, “Although that scoundrel is… well, a scoundrel, this birthday banquet is the first one your grandmother has had in years. It seems he compromised. But still, this matter has really upset your grandmother, and she’s been in a bad mood these past few days. If you have time, give her a call and chat with her.”
Freya replied, “…Alright.”
The last time, Matteo had called her, sent her messages, and even personally came to Cole’s building to block her. But after that day, he hadn’t contacted her again. She hadn’t really thought much about it. But now, hearing Old Master Yves bring it up, she suddenly realized that Matteo must have compromised, knowing there was no need to contact her anymore, which was why he hadn’t reached out recently.
Old Master Yves added, “As for their matter, Felix and the others won’t agree.”
It was normal for Matteo to compromise regarding the birthday banquet, but when it came to his marriage with Raven, if Matteo insisted on marrying her, no one could stop him. Old Master Yves seemed to be well aware of this.
He frowned, clicked his tongue, and his mood darkened. He quickly changed the subject.
After chatting for another ten minutes, the sound of a car arriving could be heard outside. The last time Matteo came, Old Master Yves didn’t stand to greet him. This time, guessing that the person arriving might be Isabella, Old Master Yves’s eyes twinkled with a smile as he stood up and said, “It should be Isabella.”
He quickly walked toward the door. After a two-second pause, Freya followed him. As Old Master Yves had expected, it was indeed Isabella who arrived. As soon as Isabella got out of the car and saw Freya, she ran over to her excitedly, “Mom!”
Before Freya could respond, Old Master Yves, who had been about to speak to Isabella, saw Matteo getting out of the car. His smile immediately disappeared. With a huff, he coldly glared at Matteo, saying, “I remember telling you to send Isabella here and not come. Why are you here bothering me?”
Matteo glanced at Freya, who was standing next to Old Master Yves, then smiled and said to Old Master Yves, “I thought you were speaking in reverse.”
Old Master Yves huffed again, but Matteo continued, “Alright, don’t be angry, I’m just dropping Isabella off. I’ll leave soon.”
Old Master Yves ignored him and instead looked at Isabella kindly, “Isabella, I’m your Grandpa Yves. We used to have so much fun together. Do you remember?”
Isabella, holding Freya’s hand, looked at Old Master Yves and shook her head.
Watching Old Master Yves interact with Isabella, Matteo glanced at Freya but said nothing. He simply told Old Master Yves, “I’ll leave now,” and then got into the car and drove off.
That day, Freya stayed at the Yves family’s old house, accompanying Old Master Yves for tea and playing chess. Isabella was eager to return to the Miller family with her that evening.
In the afternoon, when there was a break in her schedule, Freya sent Matteo a message asking him to bring Isabella back in the evening. She sent the message, but Matteo didn’t reply. She assumed he hadn’t seen it.
After dinner, Matteo didn’t show up in person, but the car he had sent to pick up Isabella arrived promptly at the Yves family’s old house. Once Isabella got in the car and left, Freya also drove off.
Next week was Old Mrs. Wilson’s birthday. Freya had already decided she wouldn’t attend. After thinking it over, Old Mrs. Rong also felt it would be better if they didn’t attend.
After making their decision, that evening, Freya and Old Mrs. Miller called Old Mrs. Wilson. When Old Mrs. Wilson answered, she hadn’t finished dinner. Her leg had almost fully recovered, and she could walk normally now. She glanced at Matteo before standing up to leave the dining room, picking up the phone with a smile in her voice, “Freya, have you had dinner?”
“I’ve eaten.”
Freya switched to speakerphone, and after exchanging pleasantries with Old Mrs. Wilson, she explained her reason for calling, “Grandma, I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to attend your birthday celebration in person.”
Although she felt a bit disappointed upon hearing it, she understood. She smiled and said, “It’s alright, I understand. But no matter what, you mustn’t distance yourself from Grandma, okay? When you have time, call me more often. If you run into any problems, feel free to ask for my help. If there’s anything I can do, I will certainly try my best to help. Don’t be shy with me, Freya, understand?”
Freya replied, “I understand, thank you, Grandma.”
After chatting for a few more minutes, they hung up. As Old Mrs. Wilson’s birthday banquet was approaching, Stella had returned to the old house the previous day. Matteo’s sister, Yancy, was also there.