Chapter 308
Ever since the kidnapping, Bernard had become Hera’s constant shadow, or he’d have Douglas keep an eye out for her safety.
phone, but the elderly woman intervened.
“You! You!” The woman was furious and reached for her pho
“Pansy, don’t worry. This young lady isn’t a bad person. I fell on my own, and she helped me. My leg feels much better now,” the elderly woman reassured the woman named Pansy Harper.
The elderly woman had stopped groaning, and thanks to Hera’s massage of a few acupoints, the pain in her leg had subsided significantly. With Hera’s support, she was able to stand up again.
Witnessing this, Pansy immediately rushed to her side, and after confirming the elderly woman’s story, she quickly apologized to Hera. “I’m so sorry for the misunderstanding. Thank you for helping our madam.”
Then, she noticed the elderly woman’s tattered clothes and she questioned, “Madam, why are you dressed like this? If the master discovers you’ve sneaked out, he’ll be very upset.”
The elderly woman waved her off dismissively, cheerfully holding Hera’s hand. “Young lady, thank you for saving me. Your name is Hera, isn’t it? I can’t repay you for such kindness, but our family, the Luddlens, has two very eligible bachelors. Perhaps you might consider one of them for marriage?”
Hera was speechless.
The onlookers were shocked TI
shocked. The Luddens! Could this be Mrs. Ludden Senior herself?
Grandma, what are you doing here?”
Christopher, who had just returned, spotted Hera in the crowd from afar. As he approached, he was surprised to find his grandmother there as well! The onlookers gasped. They might not have recognized Mrs. Ludden Senior, but they certainly knew the renowned top student, Christopher.
This confirmed their suspicions–the elderly woman was indeed Mrs. Ludden Senior herself!
Was this not a scam but rather a test of character orchestrated by a wealthy individual disguised as a pauper?
The crowd quickly scattered, fearing their actions were being observed.
However, Mary remained calm. Upon seeing Christopher, she beckoned him over to Hera and introduced them, “This is my grandson. You two already know each other. What do you think of him?
Christopher was bewildered, and Hera was speechless. In the 21st century, were there still people arranging marriages on a whim?
Hera hadn’t expected to encounter Mary here. During her previous visit to the Ludden residence, she hadn’t had the chance to meet her.
She had intended to inquire about Mary’s health with Andrew in the coming days, but it seemed Camille’s medical skills were lacking.
Judging by Mary’s pulse, her rheumatoid arthritis hadn’t improved, and Camille had resorted to hormonal medication, which provided temporary relief but posed significant risks.
“You’re too kind, but I don’t need a husband. If you insist on repaying me, you could pay me instead,” Hera replied.
Mary looked disappointed. “Did you save me just for money?”
The previous night, Mary’s youngest daughter–in–law had attended the Everetts‘ annual party and told her about Hera, the Everetts‘ daughter. She described Hera as beautiful, intelligent, kind, and most importantly, someone Christopher genuinely liked.
She wanted to gauge Mary’s opinion.
Mary’s greatest wish was to see her great–grandchild before her time came. Much to her dismay, however, her eldest grandson was devoted to the military and constantly following the Killians‘ young sir. He seemed to have no interest in women.
When she heard about her younger grandson’s success, she became eager to meet the girl he was involved with.
After discovering Hera was frequenting this pedestrian street, she disguised herself and went to catch a glimpse. Unfortunately, her rheumatoid arthritis flared up, causing her to stumble and fall.
