Chapter 88 Please
âYes, this matter shouldnât have been my concern originally. If it was in the past, I would definitely stand
by your side. But now the situation is a bit complicatedâ¦â Cicely thought of Abel and clenched her
teeth as she approached Claudia and held her hand. âClaudia, you have already divorced Edmond,
and Mom respects your opinion. But I hope you can help me with this matter.â
Looking at Cicely, whose eyes were avoiding her gaze, Claudia held her hand and said, âTell me whatâs
keeping you busy, Iâll definitely help.â
âI hope you can think of a way to help Rosalie. When she comes out, you can discipline her mother
however you want without any complaints, but she⦠she canât go to jail!â
After Cicely finished speaking, Claudiaâs expression immediately froze
She had thought that her mother-in-law would ask her for various favors, but she had not expected it to
be helping Rosalie.
Why did the mother-in-law suddenly change her mind, even though she had once been admitted to the
hospital because of her and Rosalie?
âCan you explain the reason?â Since the mother-in-lawâs memory had already recovered, it would be
impossible for her to stand on Rosalieâs side.
Even though Cicelyâs words made her feel uncomfortable and troubled, she still wanted to know the
reason.
âDid the Clayton family pressure you?â
Cicely shook her head, wanting to say something, but ultimately swallowed the words in her heart.
If Claudia knew that Rosalie and Edmond had a child, she would probably be even more unwilling to
help Rosalie.
Although she didnât like Rosalie either, no matter how much she disliked her, she was still Abelâs
mother.
Once Rosalie had a criminal record, Abelâs education and employment would be affected in the future.
She knew her demands were unreasonable, but she had no choice. For the sake of her grandson, she
had to do whatever it took to get Rosalie
out
âDo you know what Rosalie did?â Claudia asked, suppressing a smile.
Cicely frowned. She only knew a little about Rosalieâs imprisonment, that she seemed to have offended
one of the sons of the Friedan family. But she knew that these reasons were not important, the most
crucial point was still with Claudia.
She could send Rosalie in and also mitigate her guilt.
After all, Claudia is now a part of the Friedan family, and it is said that she is well-liked in the Friedan
family. As long as she is willing, she will definitely be able to have a say.
âI know a little about her going to prison⦠Claudia, you must have a way, right? You can discipline her
however you want when she comes out. If youâre not satisfied, Iâll help you teach her a lesson together.
This time, just let her go, please, as a mother, Iâm begging you.â
âWas it letting me go this time or letting me go completely?â
Cicely was taken aback.
Claudia smiled knowingly, her eyes turning slightly red from laughter.
If it was just this one time, she could help out for the sake of her mother-in-lawâs face. But if it wasnât,
thereâs no way she would let Rosalie off the h ook completely. Wouldnât her grandmother have died
in vain then?
Grandmother would blame herself even if Rosalie didnât blame herself, for letting her go again and
again.
âMom, Iâm sorry, for whatever reason, I have already had a falling out with Rosalie. If it was Edmond
who sent you to plead with me, you can tell him that I will never let Rosalie off the h ook in this lifetime.
Let him give up on that hope sooner.
Her tone was indifferent, and every word carried a chill.
Her beautiful eyes carried a smile, but the smile didnât reach her eyes.
âItâs not Edmond,â Cicely instinctively denied, seeing Claudiaâs expressionless face. A pang of guilt
struck her heart. âI didnât even tell Edmond about this. The reason Iâm helping Rosalie like this is solely
my own decision. I canât tell you now⦠Wait until I handle some things on my end⦠Wait until I confirm
some matters, then Iâll tell you.â
âI know I donât have the right to ask for your forgiveness, but if she goes to jail, I⦠I wonât be able to
rest in peaceâ¦â
When Claudia heard Cicely mention death, she thought about the illness she had.
The doctor said that my mother-in-lawâs life was not long. If the surgery went smoothly, she could live a
few more days, but it would only be a forced extension of life, and even they couldnât change the
outcome.
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If Rosalie was let go, Grandma would also die without closing her
eyes.
She did not say this.
The incident of Rosalieâs mother-in-law pleading on her behalf came as a sudden surprise. She could
only think that Edmond might be manipulating things behind her back.
After all, she had just refused to talk to him, so it was not impossible for him to move out, even if it
meant leaving his mother behind.
Looking at the hurried denial of the mother-in-law, it didnât seem like she was telling a lie.
Some things may need to be checked again.
âMom, your health is the priority. As for other matters, let me consider them first before discussing with
you.â
She was tired and could only temporarily set aside this matter.
Cicely saw her like this and knew that sometimes haste makes waste. If she continued to push, it might
backfire.
âThen I left first, you guys continue talking.â
Watching Cicely leave, Horace walked over.
âI can see that you donât look well. How about finding a place to rest first?â Horace, noticing Claudiaâs
pale complexion, didnât ask for the reason but showed concern proactively.
Claudia nodded, naturally approving of Horaceâs actions.
Her current state is not suitable for taking someone out for a trip.
Horace searched on his phone and said, âThereâs a place with good reviews, just a hundred meters
ahead. Should we go and check it out?â
Claudia nodded.
When Claudia saw the tea house, she was somewhat surprised. This was the place where she and
Pedro had previously had tea.
Thanks to Gilda, she only remembered that this place was expensive, apart from being expensive,
there was no other problem.
âAlthough this place is famous for its tea, nobody knows that their most famous feature is the
personalized one-on-one cuisine,â Horace winked at her and walked in confidently.
Seeing him wandering around like he was at his own home, Claudia felt puzzled.
Horace waved to the waiter and said, âTake this to your manager and ask him to arrange a six-star chef
to serve us at this table.â
The waiter took the card from his hand, and as he saw the card clearly, his face changed: âWait a
moment.â
Seeing Claudia looking confused, Horace patiently explained to her, âThe main branch of this tea house
is in Vençumfield, which is my familyâs property.â
Claudia exclaimed!
No wonder Horace had such privilege.
It is not surprising that the Ferguson family operated restaurants and
hotels and opened branches across the country.
But she didnât expect that this luxurious tea restaurant was actually owned by the Ferguson family.
âAre you sure itâs okay for you to abuse your privileges like this?â she remembered, the chefs here
were all one-on-one, and the number of â people they served in a day was limited.
âI didnât use any privileges. This rule was set by my grandfather. My grandmother died from food
poisoning after eating something unclean outside. Since then, my grandfather has set a goal to open
his
restaurant all over the country. This way, future generations of the Ferguson family can go to these
restaurants directly if they are hungry or encounter difficulties. He believes that his own food will always
be trustworthy.â
Upon hearing Horaceâs family history, Claudia was both surprised and impressed.
I didnât expect Horaceâs grandfather to be so amazing that he could
even fulfill such dreams.
How powerful and efficient must one be to have the ability to eat freely in their own restaurant
whenever their descendants are hungry?
Not far away, Everett was also discussing cooperation with someone else. The other person was
talking enthusiastically in front of him, making efforts to promote their own things. Everett lay bored on
the chair, with one ear in and the other out.
âSorry, I went to the bathroom.â
He got up and walked toward the direction of the bathroom. When he saw Claudia and Horace, he
exclaimed, âWow!â