Chapter 309
Mary had snuck out of the Ludden residence unattended, opting for worn clothes to blend in with the crowd. Unfortunately, this disguise backfired. Passersby mistook her for a scaminer as she lay on the ground, clutching her aching leg in pair.
Just as hope dwindled, Hera emerged and offered assistance,
Mary’s heart swelled with gratitude, She instantly identified Hera as the ideal granddaughter–in–law.
However, her hopes were dashed when Hera bluntly stated that she had only helped Mary out of a desire for money.
Mary’s initial delight turned into disappointment. She disliked women who were driven by greed, and she believed there were plenty of such women
around.
“I’m a bit short on cash lately. If you insist on repaying me, I’ll accept money. And while I’m at it, I can also help you cure your rheumatoid arthritis. Hera explained nonchalantly.
*So, it’s all about the money.” Mary realized with a sigh. It seemed that Hera’s motivation was purely financial, not agreed for wealth or status. This revelation brought a bitter smile to Mary’s face. “Well, the Laddens are very wealthy. Just marry into our family, and you’ll have access to all of Christopher’s money. And if you give birth to a son, half of the Ladden fortune will be yours.”
Hera was rendered speechless, and Christopher was left reeling by her words,
“Grandma, please…”
Christopher attempted to interject, but a flicker of curiosity sparked within him. How would Hera respond?
“He’s not exactly my cup of tea, and I’m not interested in any long–term arrangements,” Hera replied coolly. Her words struck a chord with Christopher. She hadn’t even given him a second glance, leaving him feeling dejected.
Fueled by Bernard’s earlier words, a daring thought flickered in Christopher’s mind. Maybe showing his interest in slash fiction would pique Hera’s interest?
On the other hand, Hera’s response left Pansy dumbfounded. A woman unfazed by the Ludden fortune?
Countless women dreamed of marrying into the family, yet Hera declared Christopher wasn’t her type!
In contrast, Mary felt a surge of satisfaction. This confirmed her belief that Hera wasn’t after money or status. She simply needed some financial help. “There’s no need to rush to a decision. Love can blossom over time.”
Mary’s matchmaking attempt was cut short by Christopher’s sudden outburst, “Grandma, please! I like men.
His words hung heavy in the air, silencing everyone.
Mary and Pansy gaped at him in disbelief while Hera raised an eyebrow in surprise. Christopher’s heart pounded in his chest. Finally, he had her attention, even if the tactic was unconventional,
“Mr. Christopher, what did you just say?” Pansy stammered, her voice laced with disbelief.
Mary, reeling from Christopher’s unexpected confession, could only manage a stutter, “You… You shameless boy!” The next moment, she fainted. “Grandina!”
“Mrs. Ludden Senior!”
Hera quickly checked Mary’s pulse,
“Lay her down flat, she instructed calmly.
However, Pansy rejected, “No, the ground is too cold! We need to find Dr. Shadow immediately.”
She hurriedly ordered the bodyguards to fetch the car and take Mary to the hospital. After all, Dr. Shadow was their only hope for Mary’s recovery. Hera’s voice turned icy as she delivered a chilling warning. “If you don’t want to save her, then take her away.
