Chapter 282: Sending Away Madam Grant

Chloe Reed looked at Madam Grant with a sneer. "You’re quite the actress."

Then, she sat down on the armchair and calmly looked toward Walker Grant.

Madam Grant’s expression was grim. "You ill-mannered brat! How dare you speak to me like that!"

"Grandmother!"

Walker’s tone was stern, his handsome face clouded with gloom.

"I’ve already investigated what happened. I’m perfectly clear on what you did."

Madam Grant’s eyes flickered, but she had no intention of admitting anything. Her attitude remained aggressive. "Walker, what do you mean? Your wife is disrespecting me. Aren’t you going to do something about it?"

Walker looked at her with indifferent phoenix eyes. "You had her secretly make things difficult for Owen Sterling, drove him to his wits’ end, and then appeared before him like a savior, giving him money to help you deal with Chloe..."

He took a deep breath. "I have always respected you, but how could you do something so shameless?"

"You!"

Madam Grant never imagined her own grandson would scold her!

Her previous anger had been an act, but this was real.

Trembling, she pointed a finger at Walker Grant. "You bastard! You unfilial whelp! How dare you say that to me? Do you still see me as your grandmother?!"

She shot Nanny Lawrence a vicious glare, despising the old crone for her incompetence, which had led to her being reprimanded by her own grandson.

She took a deep breath and said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. Walker Grant, you say you’ve investigated everything, but did you find any proof that I told Nanny Lawrence to do this?"

She would never admit it.

Nanny Lawrence was still crying. When she heard Madam Grant’s words, she froze for a moment. But as her eyes met Madam Grant’s, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Does the old madam have some dirt on you? If you tell us, maybe we can help."

At that moment, Chloe Reed, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up with an amused tone.

Madam Grant immediately glared at her. "You’re trying to drive a wedge between me and my grandson. What is your goal? Instead of reflecting on what you might have done wrong to get plotted against, you come here and wrongly accuse an old woman like me. You really are ill-mannered."

Chloe Reed completely dismissed Madam Grant’s words, simply watching Nanny Lawrence with an amused expression.

Nanny Lawrence looked at her and opened her mouth to say something.

But Madam Grant suddenly began to cough violently, looking as though she might faint at any moment.

Nanny Lawrence immediately shut her mouth.

Chloe Reed chuckled softly and said, "Fine. It seems Nanny Lawrence is responsible for everything today. Nanny Lawrence targeted me and deliberately set me up, is that right?"

Walker Grant watched Madam Grant’s violent coughing fit and said in a low voice, "Grandmother, the climate here isn’t suitable for your health. I’ll arrange a plane to send you to the estate abroad. You can live abroad from now on. Also, I’ll have someone arrange the transfer of the shares in your name. I’ll transfer those properties and funds to Chloe’s name as compensation for her. At your age, you don’t need those things anyway. I will still honor my filial duties to you."

Hearing his words, Madam Grant stopped coughing altogether. She stared at him with wide, cloudy eyes. "You dare!"

Walker’s tone was cold. "Watch me."

"You... you!" This time, Madam Grant was truly furious. She pointed at him, about to let loose a torrent of curses, but the next second she clutched her chest, her face turning pale.

"Madam!"

Seeing this, Nanny Lawrence shot up from her seat and rushed over to support her.