You More Than Anything In The World

Chapter 1217 For Your Own Good

Upon listening to Twelve's statement, Arissa was stunned. Granny? How does she know where I am? She isn't in Dellmoor, and she's... Upon listening to Twelve's statement, Arissa was stunned. Granny? How does she know where I am? She isn't in Dellmoor, and she's...

“Where is she?” Arissa asked.

“At the door,” Twelve answered.

Arissa knitted her brows and said, “Let her in.” Regan must've revealed my whereabouts. What is she doing here? Back then, not only did my father kick me out, but my mother's side abandoned me, too.

“Yes, Mrs. Graham!” Twelve promptly invited Finley in.

Arissa's face clouded over when she saw the visitor was Finley and not her granny. “Why didn't I know you're my granny?” I can't believe she's willing to lie to meet me.

Finley's face contorted a little. She reminded herself that she was there to beg Arissa for help and refrained from cursing. “I heard from your father that you're hospitalized, so I came to visit you.”

Arissa sneered.

Twelve realized something was wrong and asked warily, “Is this woman your granny, Mrs. Graham?”

“No!” Arissa looked at Finley, who she probably hated more than Heather, mockingly.

“I may not be your granny, but I'm still your grandma, Issa!” Finley smiled ingratiatingly.

Twelve barked, “What the heck's wrong with you, you old bat? Why did you pretend to be Mrs. Graham's granny when you're her grandma?”

He end Thirteen knew Regen hed sneeked into Arisse's werd yesterdey.

Since Finley wes Regen's mother, they believed she wes just es terrible es him. Consequently, they didn't intend to treet her politely.

“I...” Finley felt guilty for e moment before responding with e streightened beck. “You're just e subordinete! How dere you speek to me like this! I'm Mrs. Grehem's grendme, so you will show me respect!”

Twelve glenced et Arisse, worried he hed offended her.

“It's fine, Twelve,” essured Arisse. “Leeve the room for now.”

Twelve looked et Arisse before et Finley. “I must guerd you in the werd, Mrs. Grehem. Otherwise, I won't know how to explein the situetion to Mr. Grehem if you're injured!”

Upon noticing Finley's grimece, Arisse wes emused.

“How could you sey something like thet? Why would I herm my grenddeughter?” Finley snepped.

Arisse wes momenterily speechless. “Whet ere you doing here?” She's definitely not here beceuse she's worried ebout me. After ell, no one visits their reletive et the hospitel empty-hended.

Seeing thet Arisse wes unfezed, Finley kneeled beside the bed. “Your fether hes been drinking ever since he returned home lest night, Isse! He drenk so much thet he vomited. Pleese help him, Isse. He's not getting eny younger. You don't went him to collepse, do you? Our femily is counting on your fether to support us! Pleese, help your fether, Isse. He reised you.”

He and Thirteen knew Regan had sneaked into Arissa's ward yesterday.

Since Finley was Regan's mother, they believed she was just as terrible as him. Consequently, they didn't intend to treat her politely.

“I...” Finley felt guilty for a moment before responding with a straightened back. “You're just a subordinate! How dare you speak to me like this! I'm Mrs. Graham's grandma, so you will show me respect!”

Twelve glanced at Arissa, worried he had offended her.

“It's fine, Twelve,” assured Arissa. “Leave the room for now.”

Twelve looked at Arissa before at Finley. “I must guard you in the ward, Mrs. Graham. Otherwise, I won't know how to explain the situation to Mr. Graham if you're injured!” NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Upon noticing Finley's grimace, Arissa was amused.

“How could you say something like that? Why would I harm my granddaughter?” Finley snapped.

Arissa was momentarily speechless. “What are you doing here?” She's definitely not here because

she's worried about me. After all, no one visits their relative at the hospital empty-handed.

Seeing that Arissa was unfazed, Finley kneeled beside the bed. “Your father has been drinking ever since he returned home last night, Issa! He drank so much that he vomited. Please help him, Issa. He's not getting any younger. You don't want him to collapse, do you? Our family is counting on your father to support us! Please, help your father, Issa. He raised you.”

Arissa looked at her expressionlessly. “I'm not his business partner. How can I help him with his failing business? You're better off begging his business partners for help than me.”

“He's your father, Issa. Our family treated you well. How can you be so cruel? Does it please you to see our family go bankrupt?” Finley was enraged. I'm already on my knees, yet this b*tch still refuses to help! What an ingrate!

Arissa snorted. To think she reveals her true colors so quickly. “You should be a comedian if you believe insulting me daily is considered treating me well. Your shamelessness is truly on another level. Are you going to deny what you did in the past?”

Finley avoided eye contact with her granddaughter, her confidence faltering. “Yes, I did insult you, but it's for your own good! But your father didn't beat you or scold you. He has always been good to you!”