Crooked Ideas

Charlotte walked into her house, and in the foyer, she met Jenkins, their loyal butler.

"Good evening, Young Miss," Jenkins said, adjusting his gloves. "You're back."

"Yes, " Charlotte replied. "Where's Grandma?"

"Master Harrington arrived a short while ago. He's with Madam in the living room."

Charlotte entered the living room, greeting the guest with a warm smile.

"Hey, Mr. Harrington. What brings you here?" she asked, settling into the couch beside him.

"Just wanted to pay your grandmother a visit."

Her gaze drifted to the shopping bags beside him. "You've brought gifts."

"Grandma's favorite treats.." Ryan said, smiling.

Charlotte whispered into Ryan's ear, "So, you have time for Grandma, but I thought you were too busy for your girl."

Ryan's eyes flashed with annoyance, his jaw tightening.

"Grandma, I'm going to my room." Charlotte announced abruptly, ignoring Ryan's piercing gaze.