CHAPTER 280

Aunt Martha raised her head, meeting Grandma Thornton’s eyes with a hesitant expression. She seemed as if she wanted to speak but held back.

Grandma Thornton, who knew her well, sensed something was off. A hint of worry crossed her face as she said,

“Martha! Just tell me what’s going on! I’m old, not fragile—I can handle it!”

Without waiting for Martha’s response, she leaned over to glance at the