Chapter 525 Gentle Grandmother


    Robert exined hurriedly.


    “The man who’d driven the car was Eden Lane. I took him somewhere to be tortured. He’s dead now…


    as for the rest, they’ve been punished as well. Wendy can rest easy. We didn’t let the real murderer go,


    and we didn’t let the people who’d sheltered him go either.”


    As Robert finished, Maisie fell silent for a while, then spoke to her son.


    “It’s almost time for dinner. Let me see your wife and my grandchildren. I’ve only seen their photos. I


    actually do want to meet them.”


    Robert agreed immediately. They were living in the house in front, so Robert brought his mother to


    where Georgia and the children were resting, in a living room.


    Right now, Georgia was lying down on the sofa with the children.


    It had been an exhausting flight, but it wasn’t time to sleep yet, and dinner was about to be served, so


    they justzed around on the sofa watching television.


    Georgia was watching a superhero show with the kids.


    Whenever she got bored, she took out her phone to check the entertainment news and read some


    articles.


    The moment Robert brought Maisie in, Georgia jolted, then was at a loss at what to do next.


    She didn’t know what to say.


    The children sat up carefully besides Georgia, their postures formal, not sure what to do with Maisie,


    who’d just arrived.


    “Why do I feel like I’m scaring you and the children?”


    Maisie smiled at Georgia and the kids. Georgia blinked, then looked at Robert.


    Robert showed Georgia an open-hearted smile.


    She reacted right away and turned to Annie and Wesley.


    “Annie, Wesley, we’ve left home for so long, and Grandma’sing to greet us. You should greet her


    too.”


    Wesley tugged timidly at Georgia’s hand and called for “Grandma” with a lowered head, not daring to


    meet Maisie’s eyes.


    Annie’s instincts were sharp, and she sensed that the Grandma today was apletely different


    Grandma from before.


    The old Grandma didn’t like her at all, but the Grandma of this moment wore a gentle smile, and looked


    kind and approachable.


    Annie greeted Maisie with a bright call.


    “Hi, Grandma, I’m Annie.”


    Georgia also did her best to greet Maisie.


    “Come sit down, Mom. It’ll be a while before the chefs finish their dishes.”


    Maisie was relieved. She’d worried that she had some hateful grudge with her daughter-inw and


    grandchildren.


    But seeing her son and his wife and their children, it shouldn’t be toote to make amends, and there


    wasn’t anything that had happened that couldn’t be salvaged.


    Maisie smiled and sat down next to the children, chatting with them about their interests and hobbies.


    What did they like to do? What toys did they like to y with? What kind of fun had they had overseas?


    Just scattered daily details, but it was clear that Maisie liked Annie and Wesley, and she was kind


    throughout.


    Georgia stood next to Robert, murmuring in his ear.


    “It’s rare to see your mother like this. If she could continue on like this forever, that would be so nice.”


    “It is nice. Apparently, before my mother married my father, she’d been a gentle, talented woman, who


    enjoyed painting, traveling, and fine arts. From what the past servants said, in the ten years of married


    life before my father divorced her, they’d treated each other with respect. My father had been


    responsible to his family, and acted like he cherished his wife enough. Maybe those ten years put my


    mother in the fantasy of a happy marriage, which led to how she couldn’t bear itter on.”


    Robert said that in a low voice. He and Georgia were standing by a window some distance away fro


    Maisie, and Maisie and the others couldn’t hear them.


    Georgia felt a surge of emotion.


    “Love really robs a person of reason. If that love is mixed in with hate and pain, it can even ruin the


    purity and happiness a person once had.”


    “I won’t do that. We’ll grow old together.”


    Robert took Georgia’s hand and said gently.


    Georgia smiled, then grew curious.


    “What did you say to your mother? What mentality does she hold now? Why did she suddenly decide


    toe over and meet me and the kids?”


    “We didn’t talk about that much, actually. She doesn’t remember what happened after she got married,


    but she knows that I’m her son, and she knows that I’m married to you know. She has a very clear


    grasp of these rtionships, and since the love and hate with my father isn’t a factor, she’d naturally


    only concerned with us as family should be. But my mother did mention one thing. She wants me to


    make some time and go visit Wendy’s grave with her.


    “I’ll arrange a time to visit. Ever since I returned, I haven’t gone to see Wendy. It’s time to go visit her.”


    “Then you can take care of the schedule. If your mother doesn’t mind, I should go see Wendy as well.


    We’re married now, and the children should meet their aunt.


    “Of course, if it’s not for me this time, just go with your mother to your sister’s grave to talk. You can


    take me and the children over next time.”


    “I’ll handle it.”


    At seven or so in the evening, the chefs finally finished making dinner, and the servantsid the meal


    across the table.


    It was a cozy and harmonious meal. Maisie had remained the picture of care towards the children, her


    aura one of kindness and love.


    She seemed to know a lot of fairy tales or could make up some cute stories, so she got along well with


    the kids.


    Before eating, Maisie had even told an interesting story.


    It was the tale of a little fox traveling the world. Georgia didn’t even know if it was a published work, or if


    Maisie hade up with it herself for the children.


    The children loved it and didn’t even feel like eating, wanting their Grandma to finish the story first.


    Maisie still gently told them to finish dinner before she continued.


    So, after dinner, Maisie and the kids sat back down on the sofa and continued on with the story.


    The kids were enraptured and didn’t even feel like ying games.


    They’d still been on a ne the entire day, so at around nine, the children were already rubbing their


    eyes.


    Maisie actually went with Georgia and Robert to help bathe the kids and put them in pajamas for


    bedtime.


    She acted entirely as the most gentle, loving grandmother in the world, endlessly patient with the


    children.


    By the time the kids were sleeping, the adults left their bedroom, then rested for a while in the living


    room.


    Then Maisie raised a question that Georgia hadn’t expected.


    “I hear you’ve brought your mother back with you. Is she living alone somewhere? Why doesn’t she


    Georgia hade back with her mother and the kids, and of course she did want to live with her


    mother. The children liked that Grandma too.


    But after being sure that Maisie was going to be living her, Georgia hesitated.


    Even though Robert’s mother didn’t remember the past now, she felt that it wasn’t quite right to bring


    her own mother in to live under the same roof as Robert’s. Her own mother would feel a bit awkward.


    And if Maisie somehow recovered her memory one day, she might think of it as an insult.


    So she discussed it with Robert and put her mother somece else temporarily.


    Her mother was getting on in years now, so after she got out the car, the driver had taken her to


    another mansion on the hill.


    It wasn’t arge ce, but security was tight there.


    If she wanted to see the kids, or if Georgia wanted to take the kids to see her, it was only a quarter


    hour’s drive or so, and it wasn’t too troublesome.


    “My mother likes the feeling of living alone, but she lives nearby. It’s easy to go see her.”


    Georgia couldn’t give out all those tangible reasons and only said that her mother liked living alone.


    Maisie, though, chuckled.


    “I know the reasons behind it all. I’m just curious about your mother and feel like meeting her, seeing


    how beautiful she had to be to get that person to still give up all inheritance of the Simpsons after ten


    years of being married to me and divorcing me to chase after his true love. She must be an absolute


    beauty.”


    Maisie sighed, and Georgia didn’t quite know how to take it.


    “Never mind. I can’t remember, and it might be something angering. I might as well let it lie in the past.


    But if your mother is willing, please tell her that I’d like to meet her and chat. Don’t worry. I won’t attack


    her or harm her. Of course, such a thing needs her consent as well, but I hope you can ry the


    message for me.”


    “I will.”


    Georgia agreed to it right away. It wasn’t an unreasonable request.


    Besides, she did need her mother’s thoughts on such a thing. If Casey didn’t agree to it, Georgia would


    of course help her refuse.


    She wasn’t going to make the decision for Casey. It was a grudge from the previous generation, so the


    previous generation could resolve it.


    Afterwards, Robert took Maisie to her little mansion to rest.


    Georgia went to the bedroom, showered, then took up herputer and checked her recent mail. She


    gave Professor Lee a call.


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    “I’ve juste back to the country today, Professor. I’lle by the MUbs probably the day after


    tomorrow. By then, I need to talk with you about some research projects and a few topics about the


    future curriculum. I’ve got a few selections here, and I hope you can involve yourself.”