Chapter 326



With a polite smile, Kallie replied, “Let’s plan for another day. I just returned, and I’d rather catch up with Sophie today.”

Trent’s face colored slightly, a hint of embarrassment showing. “They said you need to be there, having required Mr. Ewing Nixon’s presence as well. It seems the whole family needs to come together for this significant event.”

Upon hearing this, Kallie felt a wave of headache wash over her. Such a statement left her with no other choice but to agree. All she could manage was, “Please let them know I’ll change my clothes.”

Once Kallie switched her attire, she entered the living room.

True to her expectations, it was crowded with people. Tyrone occupied the principal seat, his eyes clouded with bewilderment. His condition had deteriorated over the past few years, making it difficult for him to recognize the faces around him.

Tyrone generally overlooked everyone’s presence, yet he always showed warmth toward Kallie.

“Grandpa.” Kallie beamed at Tyrone as she approached. “Did you follow the doctor’s instructions and take your medicine today?”

Tyrone nodded, squeezing her hand gently. “Good girl, you seem so familiar. Who are you?”

“I’m Kallie, your granddaughter,” she replied, a lump forming in her throat as she spoke with calm patience. Kallie had repeated these words numerous times, yet she was prepared to say them again if necessary.

Suddenly, someone seized Kallie’s arm, jerking her backward.

Turning, Kallie saw Astrid.

“Okay, we all get it. You’re the sensible one. No need to show off here!” Astrid snapped with a darkened face. “You’ve been around long enough. Have you even greeted other elders? You just barged in and made a beeline for Tyrone. What about the rest of us? Do we not matter?”

Jennifer scoffed, rolling her eyes. “She thinks she’s too good for us. Obviously, winning over Tyrone is her real aim. With him on her side, she doesn’t need anyone else.”

Kallie lifted her gaze, scanning the living room. It was crowded with members of Abram’s family. Jennifer sat not far from Tyrone. Klein’s face was too annoying for Kallie to ignore; she felt little affection for most of them. Kallie offered a weak smile and retorted sarcastically to Astrid, “I show respect to Tyrone because he behaves as an elder should. You’re not like him. Every time we meet, it’s either sarcasm or veiled criticism from you. Yes, I may seem laid-back, but that doesn’t mean I’m a pushover.”

Astrid’s face flushed with anger. After a long pause, she scoffed, “Your voice is healed, but rather than being thankful to the Nixon family or showing due respect to your elders, you just criticize me. Kallie, you make me sick.”

Kallie ignored Astrid, turning to sit beside Tyrone.

Jennifer gave Kallie a chilly look and then subtly signaled Astrid with a glance. That was enough to simmer Astrid down and remind her of the agenda for the day.

Astrid quickly swapped her sneer for a smile, a rapid change of expression that was quite startling.

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