Chapter 246
Billionaire’s Reborn Baby novel Chapter 246
Emily had hesitated before. She didn’t think it was decent to use Stephanie as her leverage. But the winter was coming soon and there wasn’t much time left for her. They’d tried Rolando, but Rolando ignored Harold. Stephanie was her only hope now.
Stephanie said sincerely, “I still have to thank you. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be standing here right now.” she looked at the tightly shut door and continued, “If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have known that my grandpa is still alive.”
The door suddenly opened. An old man in coarse clothes came out. His expression was a little strange. He glanced at Stephanie and quickly turned his gaze on Emily, asking, “Who would you like me to treat?”
This girl was clever. She’d “told” Spencer about what had happened to Stephanie through the door. Even though the old man didn’t know the details, he understood that this girl had saved Stephanie’s life. If it wasn’t for her, Stephanie wouldn’t have come here.
Those words touched a soft spot in the old man’s heart, and he involuntarily opened the door. He had already lost his son and daughter-in-law. He couldn’t let anything happen to his granddaughter.
Emily did start that conversation at the door on purpose. She wanted to make Spencer come out. To help them repair their relationship, she had to let the old man know what Stephanie had experienced. Otherwise, he might continue to torture himself with guilt and never talk to Stephanie for the rest of his life.
“I want you to treat someone for me,” Emily said with a sincere look in her eyes.
“What disease?” Spencer walked into the room. “Come in.”
Emily walked in and closed the door behind her.
Stephanie heaved a sigh of relief. When she heard the words of the middle-aged man in the hat, she did blame her grandfather a bit. Where was he when the whole village was in a catastrophe? In order to treat some strangers, he left the whole village to die.
His parents were dead. The entire village was dead. It was sad. But her grandfather had been living with the guilt for years. He had already suffered enough. It was about time for him to be forgiven.
She looked at a tree in the courtyard. Suddenly, a hand reached out in front of her, and a strawberry-flavored candy was lying quietly on the large, dark-skinned palm.
She looked up in surprise, only to find Harold standing before her with a wooden face. “If you are sad, have a candy. It’ll make you feel better,” said he.
“Thank you.” Stephanie was on a strict diet. In order to keep fit, she had never had any coffee, hamburgers or snacks in the past decade, let alone any sugar.
However, she did not refuse the candy. She took the candy, peeled it off, and put it into her mouth. It tasted sweet and delicious.