Chapter 80 Don’t Know The Rules


    It could be that Katherine was mishearing things.


    Nevertheless, her heart was still slightly flustered by his words.


    She turned away and looked out the window, as she pursed her lips in silence.


    Peter loaded Katherine and Marshall’s luggage into the car before getting into the front passenger seat.


    On the other side, Mrs. Grant and ra were still standing next to their car.


    While ra’s expression was unknown, Mrs. Grant was obviously not too happy about how things


    turned out.


    Katherine leaned on the car window. She saw Mrs. Grant forcefully mming the car door inwards as


    she unwillingly got into the car.


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    She tried her hardest to not burst outughing at Mrs. Grant’s misery.


    Marshall’s car left before Mrs. Grant’s as they followed thepany car.


    No one talked throughout the journey as they drove to the old Grant house.


    Katherine was familiar with the route, too familiar, even.


    She sighed as she saw the scenery move past her rapidly.


    When she moved out of the old house, she thought that she would nevere back to that ce


    again.


    Unfortunately, fate just had to make her eat her own words.


    The car reached the old Grant house as it parked in its yard.


    The old Grant house was located on a hill halfway up a mountain, its surroundings were so serene it


    would not be surprising if someone saw a ghost in the middle of the night.


    Old Mr. and Mrs. Grant liked the rural style, various beautiful flora and trees were nted around the


    house.


    Moreover, the backyard had a bamboo forest.


    Maybe because it was well maintained, it makes people felt tranquility.


    Katherine got out of the car by herself.


    Old Mrs. Grant, with a maid by her side supporting her, stood at the entrance of the house while looking


    at Katherine.


    Katherine saw Old Mrs. Grant when she turned around.


    Their rtionship wasplicated, to say the least. After she was married to Marshall, within their first


    year of marriage;


    Old Mrs. Grant was not exactly treating Katherine well nor treating her poorly.


    She never picked on Katherine, but she had also never protected her.


    All of this led Katherine to feel the same way towards Old Mrs. Grant, which was as neutral as one


    could be.


    Peter unloaded the luggage from the car.


    Old Mrs. Grant approached them with her maid still by her side.


    Other members of the Grant family were still at the office, which was why the ce was peaceful and


    quiet.


    Old Mrs. Grant looked at Katherine. Even though they were not close, she still greeted her, “Hello.”


    Katherine replied, “Hello, Old Mrs. Grant.”


    She used to call her grandma.


    It seemed like she had no problems changing how she addressed her.


    Old Mrs. Grant exhaled as she looked at Peter.


    As Peter frequentlyes to the old house, it was natural that she knew who he was.


    She asked, “You just got off a ne, yes? Come, eat with us before going.”


    Peter looked at Katherine and responded, dly epting Old Mrs. Grant’s offer.


    Mrs. Grant’s car arrived shortly after thepany car.


    Mrs. Grant acted as if she was about to miss a flight, as she rushed out of the car as soon as it stopped


    moving.


    She quickly approached Marshall and said, “Marshall,e, let’s go inside and eat. You must be tired


    after all this traveling, you can tell me all about it while we eat.”


    Her aim was so obvious that even Old Mrs. Grant could not stand it.


    She cleared her throat and put on an unamused face, “Frances.”


    Mrs. Grant was startled. She looked at Old Mrs. Grant and stood to the side.


    Old Mrs. Grant looked at ra briefly before turning around and said, “Let’s go inside. You all must be


    tired,e in, let’s eat, and rest up.”


    Peter carried Katherine’s luggage while the maid carried Marshall’s as everyone entered the main


    building.


    The dining room of the main building was not big even though quite arge number of people lived


    there.


    However, the dining table was upied only by a few people most of the time.


    Currently, everything was served at the dining table. Anyone could tell that they would have avish


    feast just by ncing at it.


    The luggage-carrying duo set aside the luggage before they got into the dining room.


    The Grant family paid great attention to dining etiquette, everyone was given a hot towel to clean their


    hands.


    Katherine picked a seat immediately, paying no mind to who was sitting next to or around her.


    That seat was hers back in the day, with Marshall sitting next to her.


    Mrs. Grant red at her as she frowned.


    The elders had not even sat down, yet she dared to sit before her and had already started cleaning her


    hands?


    Old Mrs. Grant also looked at Katherine, though she did not get pissed off nearly as much as Mrs.


    Grant.


    Katherine cleaned her hands, sat in her seat and said, “Aren’t you sitting down? I’m starving and I can’t


    wait to eat.”


    She did not eat breakfast, nor the ne food, yet she had to put up with all these unrted people’s


    nonsensical etiquette.


    What a joke.


    Marshall also sat down with her as he waved his hands and said, “Come everyone, take a seat. We


    haven’t had anything since morning, so we are indeed starving.”


    Old Mrs. Grant was helped to her seat by the maid before Mrs. Grant took her seat.


    ra sat opposite Marshall. The two of them could see each other when they raised their heads.


    The same also applied to another pair, Katherine and Mrs. Grant.