When Leanne clocked out from work, Mary''s driver was already waiting to whisk her away to try on


    evening gowns and get her makeup done. Penelope helped organize the charity g this time, and


    Selina had to attend. When Selina and Leanne decided to join in, Joy wouldn''t miss it. Leanne quickly


    texted Jennifer to see if she wanted a lift.


    Soon, the trio converged, and professional stylists swarmed around Leanne, applying makeup and


    styling her hair. Meanwhile, Selina and Joy were a whirlwind of unsolicited advice.


    Selina, a beauty blogger by trade, couldn''t resist meddling. "Don''t go too heavy on the brows. She


    looks better with more natural, feathered brows. Oh, do you even know how to do it? Let me handle


    this."


    Noting the makeup artist''s choice of blush, Joy interrupted, "Skip that. She doesn''t need it. Just have


    Curtis give her a peck on the cheek, and that''s all the blush she needs."


    The makeup artist was at a loss for words.


    Leanne got fed up and said, "Why don''t you two go outside?"


    Joy mimed zipping her lips and yfully zipped up Selina''s, too.


    When Leanne emerged in the gown Mary had picked for her, Selina couldn''t help but exim, "Wow,


    Mary''s still got an eye for fashion at eighty!" Feelingpetitive, Joy muttered jealously, "Curtis doesn''t


    deserve you."


    With those two around, Leanne barely had a moment of silence.


    ...


    That day, Mary wore a blouse embroidered in the style of traditional folk art, a gift from Leanne, its


    vibrant teal hueplementing herplexion beautifully. She sat surrounded by guests in the living


    room.


    "It''s hard to believe my dear Charles has been gone for twenty years. Time flies. Vector Vista has


    flourished over the years. And the kids have all done well. He''d be at peace knowing this," Mary


    reflected.


    "We mustn''t forget our roots, and giving back to themunity is the least we can do. At my age,


    there''s not much I want for myself but to gather blessings for my grandchildren."


    Apart from a substantial donation made in memory of herte husband, Charles, Curtis'' grandfather,


    she also spearheaded an auction of various antiques from the Richardson family''s collection.


    Admiring guestsplimented her. "You''re so blessed with Mr. Phillip and Mr. Curtis being such


    distinguished and capable young men."


    A distracted Curtis, clutching a champagne flute, asionally nced toward the banquet hall''s


    entrance.


    After finishing her conversation with the group ofdies, Mary, feeling a bit worn, stood up with Sarah''s


    help to rest.


    Curtis joked, "If you''re that bored, I might as well send you to a peaceful mountain retreat to live out


    your days. You''re always finding ways to meddle in my affairs."


    Mary pointed at him and instructed Sarah, "Take a picture of this ungrateful grandson and expose him!"


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    "What now?" Curtis sighed, caught between a rock and a hard ce. "Are you adopting her as your


    granddaughter, and I''m what, your grandson-in-w?"


    "Do whatever you want," Mary dismissed him with a wave. "You can''t even bring her back. What use


    are you?"


    "Stay out of our business. I know I made Anne suffer before, but I can''t rush things now. Don''t make


    this harder for me. How about I promise you a great-granddaughter next year?" Curtis tried to talk her


    out of it. "Come on, no more fussing, okay?"