Chapter 43-Standoff

Lynn's POV

Behind me came the sound of the elevator doors closing, and I was thinking about the conversation we had just had. Not feeling entirely reassured, I asked Marilyn, "Sis, will your grandma... scold you?"

"She will," she replied.

I furrowed my brows, "Will she also use physical punishment?"

Thinking I was nervous, Marilyn laughed and said, "She's already eighty."

In other words, she couldn't possibly overpower herself.

Only then did the tension in my brow ease.

The old lady was somewhat different from what I had imagined. She was spirited and had silver hair, dressed in a dignified dark green qipao while sitting in a wheelchair.

When Marilyn pushed the door open and entered, the old lady was smiling and playing with one of Marilyn's little cousins, her expression exceedingly kind. Marilyn's other two uncles and aunts were standing in the corner with their children, not saying much.