Chapter 67

It was 4:00 pm. Outside, the sky was overcast, and a biting wind howled against the windows. Evelyn's phone rang again. It was Deborah. "Granny, what's wrong?" Deborah rarely called during work hours unless something urgent had happened. There was a pause before Deborah hesitantly said, "Evie, remember how I told you I was thinking about selling the house? I had it listed, but when you disagreed, I called the agency to cancel it. But just now, they called again, asking if they could bring a buyer over to view the property..." She figured Evelyn should know about it. Evelyn's expression shifted slightly. So, that call earlier wasn't a scam. "Granny, you don't have to worry about whether I have enough money. I'm working now, and my annual dividends won't be small. There's no need to sell the house. Just live there peacefully." She knew Deborah had good intentions. Deborah was afraid she was being mistreated by the Grant family and wanted her to have something solid