Chapter 1428: Chapter 1434

Chapter 1434 Jocelyn went to Grace’s school Eva also had the same feeling, but she said, “I don’t know how to tell him, and I’m afraid that I won’t know how to respond to him. You know, I often can’t argue with him.”

Amelia understood that Eva was afraid to argue with Jayden. “Eva, I’ll come find you. Let’s talk face to face.”

A few sentences over the phone won’t explain everything, so Amelia planned to buy something on the way and visit Jayden’s mother to see what this family was all about.

After Eva replied, “Okay,” she hung up the phone. Amelia had just put down her phone when suddenly a teacher from the school called.

Amelia thought it was a usual home visit call, but the teacher said that a woman claiming to be Grace’s Grandma wanted to take the child away.

Upon hearing this, Amelia panicked and said, “I’ll come to the school right away,” then rushed downstairs at lightning speed.

While telling Peter to quickly drive to the school, Amelia anxiously pulled out her phone and called James…

The man who answered the phone was about to go to the Evans’ branch company. His car happened to pass by the school, so he told her not to worry, he would go first.

The mature and stable tone in the man’s cold voice gradually calmed Amelia’s heart.

After steadying herself, Amelia picked up her phone again and called Eva to explain the situation…

At the entrance of the elementary school, Jocelyn squatted in front of Grace, trying to deceive her.

“Grace, I am your dad’s mother. There’s nothing wrong with coming with me.”

Chubby Grace, with a lollipop in her mouth, tilted her head and looked at her.

“Are you Casare’s mommy?”

Jocelyn’s smile stiffened for a moment. She definitely wasn’t that bastard’s mother!

“No.”

“Then you’re not Casare’s mommy, and you say you’re my grandma? Are you a liar?”

After speaking, Grace tugged at the teacher’s pants.

“Teacher, she’s a child trafficker. Call the police and arrest her!”

Jocelyn was dumbfounded. When she realized what was happening, she quickly waved her hands.

“Oh no, I’m not a child trafficker. I really am your grandmother. We even met at your father’s funeral.”

“Is that so?”

Grace raised her thick eyebrows.

“I don’t have any recollection of that.”

“Why is your memory so bad, little one?”

“Kids just have bad memories.”

Grace helplessly shrugged her chubby hand.

“Blame it on me then.”