Chapter 516

The thought that her own granddaughter felt she had to walk on eggshells around her, even with her own grandmother, filled Mrs. Brennan with a new wave of indignation toward Lauren. Anastasia was the one who had been wronged, yet she was worried about upsetting Lauren?
Mrs. Brennan frowned. She suddenly recalled Juliet’s many hints about Lauren’s behavior and the shocking revelation that Lauren had been meddling in Anastasia’s company. In a flash, everything clicked into place. She kept her thoughts to herself, however, and simply held Anastasia’s hand, speaking to her with renewed affection.
After an hour, Mrs. Brennan prepared to leave.
“You’re not staying a little longer, Grandma?” Anastasia asked, reluctant to let her go.
“I’ll be back soon, dear,” she said, gently stroking Anastasia’s hair. “But I must go now. It’s cold outside, so don’t see me out. I don’t want you catching a cold.”
Despite her words, Anastasia walked them to the car, helping her grandmother in. The sight of her filial granddaughter filled Mrs. Brennan’s heart with warmth. “Harrison is a fine young man,” she said, holding Anastasia’s hand. “I can see he treats you well. Your mother chose a good husband for you. I feel much better knowing he’s here to protect you. But if he ever mistreats you, don’t you dare suffer in silence. You come and tell your grandmother, and I will set him straight!”
Harrison had left for his own grandmother’s estate shortly after returning home, so Mrs. Brennan hadn’t seen him. But the respectful way the staff treated Anastasia told her everything she needed to know about her standing in Rosewood Manor.
Anastasia smiled, hugging her grandmother’s arm playfully. “I will, Grandma.” The rıghtful source is
“Alright, now go inside before you freeze,” her grandmother insisted.
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Anastasia nodded and stepped back. She then noticed Benson standing by the other side of the looking as if he had something to say.
She raised an eyebrow and walked over. “Benson?”
Benson looked troubled, his brow furrowed. He seemed to snap out of a daze at her voice. “I didn’t know.
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ab about what Lauren was doing, he said, his tone stiff. “If it happens
again, you can tell me. I won’t let her touch what’s yours.”
Anastasia looked at him, surprised. “Are you angry because I was bullied? Do you feel sorry for me?”
“What kind of nonsense are you talking about?” he snapped, his handsome face twisting into a scowl.
Anastasia just smiled. “Why are you so quick to deny it?”
Benson’s expression shifted, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth. “I’m leaving!” He turned, wrenched open the car door, and slammed it shu behind him, looking for all the world like he was fleeing the scene.