Patrick Grant paused for a moment before continuing, "Of course, Grandpa isn't saying you should have to suffer. What Grandpa means is, from now on, let's all try to discuss things as a family.
"Don't you worry about that rascal Leona. He'll get what's coming to him for the days you were gone. But Annabelle, if you decide to leave again, could you tell Grandpa first…? Everyone in the family really hated to see you go…"
Leona Grant: "…"
The maids chimed in from the side, "It's true, Young Madam. After you left, the Old Master even fell gravely ill…"
Hearing this, Annabelle Linton felt a pang of sadness. Her voice was low and hoarse as she said, "I'm sorry, Grandpa. It's my fault. I wasn't being considerate of you."
Patrick Grant waved his hand dismissively and shot an innocent Leona Grant a vicious glare. "Not at all, not at all. How could this be your fault? If anyone's to blame, it's all on that scoundrel, Leona!"
Leona Grant: "…"
Leona Grant was feeling rather down.
