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Isla screamed in rage, knowing that Mrs. Olsen had an extraordinary background and could definitely help her settle this matter.
Just like the Allen family from Clanceâ¦
The eminent Allen family of Clance was one the Horton family didnât wish to offend easily, yet Mr. Allen had been very courteous to Mrs. Olsen.
Watching her, Isla cried out, âMom, I know you can do it! Help me just one
more time, one last timeâ¦â
Mrs. Olsen looked at her frenzied daughter, a flicker of disappointment flashed through her eyes.
She appeared weak but had always been strong-willed, otherwise, she wouldnât have come this far.
Mrs. Olsen let out a bitter laugh, her weakened legs gradually straightened, and her trembling body began to regain composure as she sneered, âThen go ahead and jump!â
Isla was stunned.
Mrs. Olsen looked down, âThis is the third floor. If you jump, youâll at most break some bones, and even if you have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, the Olsen family can provide for you!â
Isla bit her lip in anger. âMom!â
Taylor was also extremely surprised. âShirley! Donât say such angry words! Isla, donât be impulsive! We can talk this out. Come back here!
But Mrs. Olsen sneered. âTaylor, my failure to raise our daughter has nothing to do with you. She wants glory and riches so much that she might as well jump!â
Taylor wanted to say something, but in the next moment, he heard Islaâs roar.
âYou donât care if I end up crippled, but do you not care about the child Iâm carrying?!â
Upon hearing that, Mrs. Olsen was dumbfounded, âWhat?â
With tears in her eyes, Isla said, âIâm carrying Jakeâs child. I wonât die from jumping here, but what about this baby?
Mrs. Olsenâs jaw tensed.
Crying, Isla pleaded. âMom, I want to marry Jake, not just for the sake of luxury, but for this child! I beg you. I donât want to be a single mother. I donât want my child to be born without a fatherâ¦
Her words pierced Mrs. Olsenâs heart like a sharp knife.
It was as if she saw her younger selfâ¦
Taylorâs eyes flickered as he supported her. âShirley, donât be so cruel to the child⦠Isla is still young. Itâs forgivable to make mistakes, as long as she corrects them.â
Isla knew she could only persuade Mrs. Olsen with a soft approach, so she cried harder. âMom, I know what I did was wrong. I admit I wooed Jake because I was jealous of Keira because you always cared about her. But later, I truly fell in love with Jake. I donât want to lose him.
âBut the gap between our family and the Hortons is too big. I thought I could use Dr. South as leverage to increase my bargaining power, but I didnât expect Dr. South would be Keira⦠Jake thinks I lied to him, but I didnât! I really didnât know Dr. South was Keira. Itâs Keira who deceived us!
âLater, Jake started to treat me worse and worse, and I could only cling to what
I could to keep his heart. Iâm not a bad person, Mom. Iâm sorryâ¦â
Taylor also held Mrs. Olsenâs arm, âShirley, no matter what, Isla is your only daughter. You didnât send her back to Clance back then because you wanted her to have a simple life. How can you bear to see her like this?!â
How could she bear itâ¦
Of course, she couldnât.
Mrs. Olsenâs clenched fists slowly loosened, and eventually, she seemed a bit desolate. Her tone finally softened. âAlright, Iâll help you!â
Isla was her daughter. She couldnât watch Isla die.
After sending off the first branch of the family, Keira found breakfast rather enjoyable.
In the morning, Lewis busied himself at Horton Group catching up on recent work, but he rushed back by noon to have lunch with Keira and old Mrs.
Horton.
In the afternoon, Keira held old Mrs. Hortonâs arm, accompanying her on a stroll around the manor.
The Horton residence was very large, and she accompanied old Mrs. Horton on a walk around it, which was also to help her sleep better at night. Considering her advanced age, it was always good to move her limbs, so she wouldnât seem so stiff.
As the two were strolling, they suddenly overheard several people whispering. âThatâs just shameless, after causing such a scandal, she dares to show up againâ¦â
âMrs. Olsen has rarely been seen in public these past years, and seeing her today, she looks so pale. The madam didnât let her in, so she just stood outside the door. What if she falls seriously ill?â
âWhat can be done about it? She brought it on herself!
âIf I were her, having raised such a daughter, I would have hidden myself away long ago; 1 donât know what she was thinking, showing up at the Hortons. You have no idea, itâs so embarrassingâ¦â
Keira was taken aback when she heard this and briskly approached them.
âWhom were you just talking about?â
âWeâre talking about Islaâs mom, Mrs. Olsen. She came with Isla to apologize, but the madam wouldnât see her, so she just stood outside and didnât leave.â
Keiraâs pupils constricted.
How could she do that with Mrs. Olsenâs frail health? n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She hurriedly looked at old Mrs. Horton, âGrandma, youâ¦â
Old Mrs. Horton just patted her arm. âGo if you have something to do; Iâm fine. Iâll have Fiona take me back.â
Fiona and a family doctor followed them on their walk.
Besides, they were at the Hortons, so Keira didnât have much to worry about.
She nodded and ran toward the gate!
Where old Mrs. Horton lived was a distance away from the main entrance.
It took Keira over ten minutes of running to reach the entrance.
Just as she stepped out of the small gate within the large iron gates, she saw Mrs. Olsen, supported by Isla, standing at the entrance, coughing. It was a wide highway flanked by large lawnsâ¦
Mrs. Olsen was allergic to grass seeds, and now her coughing made her complexion even worse.
Keira rushed over and pulled out the medicine she always carried for Mrs. Olsen. âMaâam, take some medicine first!â
Mrs. Olsen nodded, took some water from the car, and after taking her medicine, she felt much better.
Keira then asked, âMaâam, why go through this⦠Is it really necessary?â
She glanced at Isla.
Isla stood behind Mrs. Olsen, not hiding the hatred in her eyes. She glared fiercely at Keira. âKeira, if you truly care about my mom, speak up for me in front of old Mrs. Horton! Spare my mom from suffering here!â
Mrs. Olsen immediately spoke up. âKeira, this has nothing to do with you. You should go back!â
But Keira held her arm, âHow can your affairs have nothing to do with me?â
Mrs. Olsen felt a warmth in her chest upon hearing this.
She patted Keiraâs hand but ultimately sighed, âKeira, although you are also Taylorâs daughter, Islaâs issue truly has nothing to do with you. Better not get involved in this matter. Please leave.â
At these words, Keira paused slightly, her chest suddenly tightening.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke up. âIâm not Taylorâs daughter..