Chapter 1483


    Chapter 1483


    Maggie and Nigel were stunned to see Wrenn return at this moment.


    Seeing her angry expression, both of them felt a pang of guilt. This is bad, they thought to themselves,


    but neither of them said a word.


    Wrenn was intimidating as she questioned them sternly, “I’m asking you, what did you just do to them?


    How could youy your hands on them?”


    At this moment, Frederic also walked over. His face was dark as he roared, “How dare youy a hand


    on my grandchildren? Have you grown tired of living?”


    Nigel and Maggie had never seen such a spectacle before and were instantly frightened.


    Swallowing nervously, Maggie nudged Nigel with her elbow. “S-Say something.”


    Nigel had acted impulsively just now. After being reprimanded by them, he was filled with regret. He


    quickly shot her a re and gritted his teeth in silence.


    If it wasn’t for this b*tch, there wouldn’t be so much trouble!


    “We just weren’t paying attention for a moment and identally bumped into the child. You know how


    kids are. It’s normal for them to have little bumps and bruises. There’s no need to be too worried…”


    Wrenn snapped, “Nonsense! I saw it with my own eyes. You kicked Sammy. And what’s the story


    behind the p mark on my granddaughter’s face? Was that also an idental bump?”.


    Having been chastised by a woman, Nigel felt embarrassed. All he could do was defend himself.


    “I was just trying to teach him a lesson. That little rascal was about to push me! I am his elder. Is this


    how he treats his elders? He really has no manners at all!”


    The words slipped out before he could think. After speaking, Nigel couldn’t help but shiver when he


    sensed Frederic’s gaze.


    He licked his lips, about to say something, but was interrupted by a cold chuckle from Frederic.


    “Who are you to lecture my grandchildren? How dare you im yourself as an elder of the


    grandchildren of the Beauvort family? I-“.


    His words abruptly halted, and his breath hitched. Suddenly clutching his chest, he furrowed his brows


    and began to cough, his breathing bing rapid.


    “Mr. Frederic!”


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    “Dear!”


    Mr. Jenkins and Wrenn were shocked when they saw this.


    The three little ones also looked up, their eyes wide and filled with worry as they looked at Frederic


    nervously. “Grandpa…”


    In fact, the reason why Frederic and Wrenn hade home early today was because Frederic was


    feeling difort in his heart.


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    Although he had been recovering well, he was, after all, getting on in years and couldn’t overwork


    himself. Moreover, due to the appearance of Nigel and Maggie, he hadn’t been in a great mood, which


    was why he was feeling a bit unwell now.


    It wasn’t a big deal initially. All he needed was toe back and rest for a while until this incident


    happened, and it ignited his rage, causing his reaction to be intensely strong.


    At that moment, he lifted his trembling hand, lightly waving it. “I’m fine…”


    Another bout of coughing followed.


    Wrenn was extremely worried. She quickly instructed Mr. Jenkins, “Hurry, help him back to his room. I’ll


    handle everything here!”


    Frederic was feeling unwell and didn’t put on a brave front. Despite his considerable annoyance, he


    ultimately heeded her words and, with the help of Mr. Jenkins, returned to his room.


    In the corridor, only Wrenn remained.


    She looked at Maggie and Nigel with an icy stare.


    “No manners? The two of you dare to talk about manners in front of me? Who do you think you are?


    How dare youy a hand on a member of the Beauvort family on our own turf?”


    Unable to hold back, Maggie muttered, “What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on us


    country folks because you have money? Don’t forget, your daughter-inw grew up in the countryside,


    raised by me and Nigel…”


    “Don’t talk to me about Neera!” Wrenn gritted her teeth. “If it weren’t for the fact that you two once


    adopted Neera, do you think you could have set foot in Beauvort Manor? And now you have the


    audacity to bring up Neera?”


    After she finished speaking, she pulled Penny in front of her and gently brushed her hand away. Her


    gaze fell on the still red handprint, and she grew even more livid.


    She turned her head and red at Maggie. “She’s just a child, What could she have possibly done to


    deserve such harsh treatment from you?”.


    Since Frederic had returned to his room, Maggie and Nigel were not as scared as before. They began


    to speak more loudly.


    “This is considered harsh? It’s just a p. She was talking nonsense. Am I not allowed to discipline


    her? Even though she is now the granddaughter of the Beauvort family, she is also the daughter of


    Neera. I am, after all, her elder. She wouldn’t even call me Granny. I’ve been wanting to teach her a


    lesson for a while now! Who are you to keep me from talking about manners? Isn’t it something that


    prestigious families value the most? What, do you look down on us country folks for being impolite?


    You talk as if the Beauvorts are extremely polite! How ridiculous!”


    She rambled on and on, glossing over the main point.


    Wrenn, tired of her nonsensical chatter, turned her head and asked Penny, “Baby, tell me, why did she


    hit you?”


    Penny’s big eyes were red and slightly swollen, filled with extreme grievance. She pouted and sobbed


    in a choked voice, “I… I wasn’t being impolite. I just don’t like her! She’s a bad person. They all are.


    They never took good care of my mommy. They even bullied her. Why should I call her Granny? I don’t


    want to… I don’t want to call her Granny! She’s not my granny!”


    The little one was truly heartbroken. As she spoke, she started crying again, sobbing so hard that she


    hupped, her wordsing out in broken fragments.


    Upon seeing her, Wrenn was heartbroken as well. She quickly crouched down and gently cradled her


    soft little body in her arms, lightly patting her back.


    “All right, I know. You’re the most well-behaved and polite girl. What they say is not true. Sweetie, tell


    me, why did she hit you? I will stand up for you, okay?”


    Penny was sobbing uncontrobly. Seeing that, Sammy was in a state of panic. He walked over and


    tugged at Wrenn’s sleeve, his little face flushed with anger as he pointed at Maggie.


    “Grandma, it’s not Penny’s fault at all. It’s this bad person! She stole Penny’s things!”.


    Wrenn’s eyes narrowed sharply. She looked in the direction where he pointed and saw through the


    panic hidden in Maggie’s eyes at a nce.


    She asked coldly, “What did she steal?”


    Just as Sammy was about to respond, Maggie hastily denied, “What are you talking about? She’s just a


    child who only knows how to tell lies! What could a little girl like her possibly have that’s worth stealing


    from? This is nder! It seems that Neera really spoiled you guys! If she’s this bad at such a young


    age, who knows what she’ll turn into when she grows up!”


    Penny became frantic, her whole body trembling. She stomped her foot in frustration and said, “You’re


    talking nonsense! Don’t you dare speak about my mommy! My mommy is the best person in the world!


    You’re the liar! You’re the one who stole my stuff! My bracelet that my mommy gave


    me is gone.


    You’re the one who stole it! That bracelet is one of a kind in the world. My moinmy designed it for me


    herself. Give it back to me!”