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    While L fumbled for words, Brenna quietly grabbed a tissue, dabbing at her grandmother’s wet cheeks and blotting the soup from the sheets. Her voice broke with emotion. “You didn’t deserve this, Grandma.”

    Recognition red in her grandmother’s eyes, hope and relief mingling. “Brenna, you’re really here…” Gripping Brenna’s hand tightly, she managed a trembling smile. “Now that I’ve seen you again, my heart can rest easy, even if I will die soon.”

    “As long as I’m here, I won’t let you die,” Brenna said firmly.

    A softness flickered across her usual cold features as she noticed the crumpled, stained bedsheet beneath Joann. She didn’t want her to use something so dirty.

    The hospital room looked ordinary, and three patients had to share the cramped space. The noise never seemed to stop, and the air felt stale while the floor looked as if no one had cleaned it in days. The beds were far from cozy, and nothing about the room could be calledfortable.

    “I really don’t want to trouble you,” Joann said, guilt weighing down her words. She felt guilty as she remembered the days she couldn’t shield Brenna from Ruby’s and Alec’s harshness. Yet now, Brenna showed her only kindness, never resentment.

    “How is this a burden? Remember how you cared for me when I was small? Now it’s my turn to look after you,” said Brenna. She reached for Joann’s hand. “Let me find a better hospital room for you, so you can be morefortable. I’ll handle everything.”

    L, who had been watching from the foot of the bed, frowned. “That’s unnecessary. The private hospital rooms cost a fortune. Wouldn’t it make more sense to use the money to buy Joann some good supplements instead?” She viewed Brenna as a walking wallet. She saw her as someone who was rich and generous, yet too busy to offer real caregiving.

    Considering how terribly the Barrett family had once treated Brenna, it made sense to think she showed up only because she felt thankful for the way Joann had looked after her long ago. She believed Brenna would just leave some money this time and never return again.

    L started figuring out the amount of money Brenna could possibly hand over this time, not even caring about her son anymore, whose crayfish had been knocked over by Joann.

    Yet, her son’s loud sobs filled the air, and the noise got on her nerves. She kept herposure and said to him, “Calm down. When Brenna gives us money, I will get you more crayfish to eat.”

    The boy fell silent, looking up as he asked, “Really?”

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    “Of course. When have I lied to you?” said L, nodding for emphasis.

    Carefully, Brenna dabbed at the stains on the bedside table. As she nced at the soup and crayfish scattered on the floor, her gaze turned cold. “You can see the mess, can’t you? Clean it up. Now,” she said, leveling her eyes at L.

    L felt as if she was being treated like a servant. Brenna’s disdainful gaze and superior demeanor made her ufortable. Deep down, L expected Brenna to show at least a bit of politeness toward her.

    The longer L dwelt on it, the more her frustration grew. Based on what Alec had said, Brenna shared a strong bond with Joann and had leaned on her heavily when she was young. Brenna should care about Joann.

    In the future, L believed Joann would still be under her care. Brenna should humbly ask her to take good care of Joann and leave a substantial amount of money for that purpose.

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