Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

The maid said, "Our young Master Pollard frequently has to go out for business, so he's not home often."

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"He..."

"What? Don't tell me both they both have gone out together?"

Bea's face was icy, leaving the maid no choice but to respond, "Mr. Kiran is at home, but he's busy with work and might not be able to..."

"After all, I'm a guest of the Pollard family. I come here and never see the host day in and day out. What kind of situation is this? I'm not unreasonable. Go and inform Kiran. If he refuses to see me, then I'll just pack my bags and head straight back to Devonport!"

Bea was firm, and though the maid found it difficult, she had no choice but to relay the message.

In the bedroom, Angelo was hanging upside down on the wall, muttering economic maxims under his breath.

The maid entered and was startled to see Angelo in such a state, "Sir... Why are you hanging upside down again?"

"Viona! You're just in time, help me, I can't do this anymore..."

Angelo's face was filled with pain, but James said coolly from not far away, "Ten more minutes, hold on."

"I can't hold on! I'm going to fall!"

"If you fall, you get back up and continue."

"James! Seriously?"

As soon as Angelo spoke, Viona said, "Mr. James, perhaps we should let Mr. Angelo down now. Bea just said she wants to see him."

"See me?"

Angelo's spirits deflated, and he collapsed onto the floor, "Her, what does she want to see me for?"

"It seems like she is unhappy because she hasn't seen Mr. Caelum these past few days."

In front of James, Viona had already phrased it as diplomatically as possible.

James was silent for a moment, not saying anything. He knew well what Grandma was thinking. Even though he had already asked Caelum to send Grandma back to Devonport, Grandma's stubbornness meant she wouldn't leave until she achieved her goal, and even Caelum's cold treatment couldn't drive her away.

Angelo was somewhat troubled, "I really don't want to see that old witch."

James said indifferently, "Just see her."

"What do I even say to her? Tell her to stop hanging around my house? Tell her to stop pining for my dad, that my dad isn't interested in her? Would she tear me apart?"

Angelo thought carefully and concluded that this approach was not feasible, especially after seeing the scars on James' back last time.

"Bea said if you won't see her, she'll pack her bags and head back to Devonport."

Hearing Viona's words, Angelo

suddenly perked up, "Then why are

you telling me this? Just let her go! It'll give her peace of mind, and me too and her grandson can rest easy. Isn't this a win-win?"

James glanced at Angelo, suddenly feeling that the latter was a bit too thoughtless. Leaving aside the fact that Bea was a guest, just based on that statement alone, if Bea really left in a huff, for the sake of in a

reputation, Caelum would ove

make Angelo chase after her to the airport and bring her back.

James said, "Go see her, say whatever you want."

"Even if it makes her mad?"