CHAPTER 765: CHAPTER 765: I REALLY DO LIKE YOU

Granny Hughes arrived, and the whole house was lively. She warmly held Rachel Sherman’s hand and kept praising her—

"Rachel, thanks to your report, your writing is so vibrant and masterful. More and more cat lovers are reaching out to me, willing to help take care of stray cats. Some even want to drive for miles to adopt."

"Granny, it’s your kindness that inspires everyone." Rachel’s smile was genuine.

Not far away, Mr. Fletcher and Mrs. Fletcher exchanged a puzzled look, wondering how their grandmother knew her.

However, when Mrs. Fletcher looked at Rachel again, she couldn’t help but remember Rachel’s heroic actions on the roadside that day, feeling moved.

After some simple small talk, Granny Hughes smiled at Mr. Fletcher and asked, "By the way, have you all had dinner?"

"Not yet, we’ve got it ready, Mom." Mr. Fletcher hurriedly approached the elderly lady, his smile full of respect, "Come, Mom, let’s head to the dining room together and chat over dinner!"

"Alright!" The elderly lady was particularly cheerful and energetic.

She turned and grabbed Rachel’s hand, refusing to let go, "Come Rachel, from today, don’t call me Granny Hughes anymore. Follow Chase and call me Grandma! We are all family sooner or later."

Rachel felt a bit embarrassed but maintained her smile.

Granny Hughes looked at Chase Fletcher, her gaze seemingly saying, see, Grandma is here to help you out, make sure to be happy!

Chase Fletcher’s gaze towards Grandma was also filled with gratitude.

The Fletcher family’s dining room was large, a hallmark of a grand household. Outside the glass walls were clusters of multicolored roses, blooming brilliantly.

The golden hues of the sunset fell upon the petals, creating a breathtaking beauty.

The dining room spanned about a hundred square meters, with a purple crystal chandelier casting dazzling light. The marble floor, luxurious carpets, all felt warm yet opulent.

The long white custom dining table was filled with freshly prepared delicacies, not only with color, aroma, and taste but also beautifully arranged.

Including braised fish lips, loquat prawns, layered steamed cakes, fragrant sesame venison, and pheasant slices, which were the chef’s specialties.

This reflects The Fletcher’s attitude toward guests. Although they weren’t entirely satisfied with Rachel, a prestigious banquet has its standards, especially since she’s the woman brought home by their son. Whether they agree to their relationship is another matter.

Before taking her seat at the head of the table, Granny Hughes let Rachel sit beside her. Rachel was a bit reserved, "Granny." After all, no one else had sat down yet.

"Call me Grandma, sit sit sit, this spot is yours." Granny Hughes gently put her hand on Rachel’s shoulder, again smiling as she emphasized, "No more calling me Granny."

Rachel could only go along and sit down. She knew calling her Granny was polite, but calling her Grandma meant accepting her as family.

Granny Hughes looked at everyone, "Sit, sit! Everyone, take your seats!"

With the elderly lady present, the whole dining atmosphere became relaxed and joyous. Everyone sat down, smiling, with Granny Hughes as the central figure.

Seeing Old Mrs. Hughes and Ben Fletcher coming over, the servants had prepared the tableware in advance.

Soon, everyone was seated.

The dinner atmosphere developed exactly as Chase Fletcher had envisioned, thanks to Granny Hughes’s support, and he was delighted.

Granny Hughes, deeply focused on Rachel, helped her serve dishes, personally ladled soup for her, and showed genuine concern, making her daughter, Mrs. Fletcher, quite envious.

"Rachel, eat more. Grandma missed out on having a granddaughter, can’t experience the joy of having one, doesn’t have a granddaughter. Grandma only had three daughters in her lifetime, the family gave birth to boys. So seeing you, Grandma really likes you!"