Chapter 8

Knowing that the manager and staff members wouldn't have the guts to betray her, Yasmin avoided their pleading gazes. Unnoticed by the others, her expression darkened with frustration. She never expected Yvette, that wretched woman, to restore the deleted surveillance footage herself. She ended up ruining all of Yasmin's plans. "I'll tell you one more thing. My dear Yvie has more money than she knows what to do with!" Yara was still seething with anger. She affectionately patted Yvette's hand, then gestured for her household staff to bring her bag over. Yara opened it, pulled out stacks of cash, and pressed them into Yvette's hands. "Take this money and show them who's really poor! "Yvie, I'm buying this entire mall for you right now! It's all yours!" Irwin was equally furious. Yvette was their precious daughter, and they couldn't bear to see her upset, let alone treated unfairly like this! Irwin made a phone call, summoning the mall's general manager, who soon arrived with a contract in hand. He lowered his head respectfully as he presented the document to Yvette. "Ms. Murray, the entire mall belongs to you now!" This specific mall was situated in one of the busiest areas in Jubulife City, with rent soaring to millions per month. Yara spoke tenderly, "The rent for a single unit here is just a few million a month. It might be on the lower side, but that's not a problem. I'll give you a million every day for your expenses!" This made Yasmin green with envy. Her monthly allowance was only half a million, yet Yvette's allowance started at a million right off the bat! She had only been back for a day, but Yara and Irwin were already showering her with so much money. If this continued, there wouldn't be anything left for Yasmin in the Murray family! "I don't need it." Yvette shook her head decisively. She wasn't short of money, and there was only so much she could spend in a day. However, Yara misunderstood her. "Is a million a day not enough for you? Then how about ten million?" "Yvie, I'll also give you 20 million every day!" Irwin chimed in, eager to show his support. Knowing that if she refused, they would only increase the amount they offered for her daily allowance, Yvette sighed in resignation. "Whatever you say." She didn't need the money, but the unwavering trust and support from Irwin and Yara truly warmed her heart. Meanwhile, Yasmin stood by, grinding her teeth in frustration. All her efforts to frame Yvette had backfired as it made her richer instead. She was incredibly furious! … Meanwhile, the hospital was bustling with activity. "I'm fine now. I want to leave the hospital, and none of you can stop me!" Martha insisted on leaving the hospital as soon as she regained her strength. The doctors and nurses couldn't restrain her any longer. Just when they were at a loss, a deep voice rang out, "Grandma." A dignified man entered the room with confident strides. As he did, the temperature inside seemed to drop, casting a sense of unease over everyone present. "Your condition has only begun to improve. We can't have you kicking up a fuss here," Wilson said calmly but firmly. With Wilson there, Martha gradually became more composed. She sat up straight, her hands gracefully resting on her lap. "I'm not making a scene. I must leave at once to thank the girl who saved me," she insisted. "You need to stay in the hospital to recover properly. I'll make sure someone finds her for you," Wilson replied, his tone carrying a hint of authority. Martha knew his character well and realized it was pointless to argue further. She could only sigh and remind him gently, "Will, you must find that girl who saved me!" Martha couldn't help but imagine how wonderful it would be if that beautiful and kind lady could become her granddaughter-in-law! Unfortunately, Wilson was already engaged to the daughter of the Murray family. Still, she was relieved that she had a grandson who was around the same age as the girl, so there was still hope for them to be together. If that young lady could become her granddaughter-in-law, Martha would be overjoyed! Just the thought of it made Martha's face light up with a smile, and she couldn't help but giggle to herself. "Will, you have no idea just how exceptional that lady was. I almost died, and I owe her my life!" As Martha continued praising her savior, Wilson's attention drifted elsewhere. He listened to her half-heartedly, his gaze fixed on the messages that went unanswered on his phone. Despite the mysterious lady's admirable qualities, she was incredibly aloof. Even at this moment, she hadn't even bothered to respond to Wilson's messages. "Will, are you even listening to what I'm saying?" "Go ahead, Grandma." Wilson snapped out of his thoughts, his voice deep and serious. "Oh em gee, I can't believe you! You didn't hear a single word after all I've said. What kind of grandson are you?" Martha exclaimed. Listening to Martha's continuous stream of new slang she learned online, Wilson rubbed his temple and turned to Samuel. "Make sure Grandma spends less time online from now on." "No way! I'm chronically online at this point. Life would be so dull without the Internet!" Martha immediately objected. She then remembered something and quickly changed the subject. "Oh yeah, Will. When are you planning to meet your fiancée from the Murray family?" Wilson's deep, narrow eyes flashed with coldness, and he corrected her in a firm tone, "Grandma, I don't have a fiancée." "Don't forget that my heart has just stabilized!" Martha expected him to react in her favor this way and started to push his buttons. "Who knows when I'll have another heart attack if you upset me again!" Wilson's expression softened with resignation, and he diverted the conversation. "Rest well, Grandma. I'll go find the person who saved you." Sure enough, as soon as she heard those words, Martha was excited and nodded repeatedly. "Alright, hurry up and find that young lady. I gave her the emerald pendant, our family heirloom, as a token of gratitude for saving me. Will, you must thank her properly when you find her. You must fulfill whatever she asks for!" "Alright, Grandma." Wilson left the ward with a stern expression on his face, reverting to his usual icy demeanor. In a brisk tone, he commanded, "Once you find the person with Grandma's emerald pendant, make sure her requests are met to the fullest." Having saved Martha's life, the Quinn family wouldn't dare to mistreat her. Samuel nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes, Mr. Quinn." Wilson unlocked his phone once more, his gaze cold and penetrating as it fixed on the chat window. He nibbled lightly on his lower lip, a hint of mischief glimmering in his otherwise composed countenance. He couldn't help but marvel at the situation. How great was it that the lady still hadn't responded to his message?