Mountain villa.
Julian Johnsons returned with Isabella Lindsey and at the foyer of the luxurious living room, Uncle Du spoke to them first, bowing and whispering, "The old lady isn't sick..."
"I knew it." Julian raised an eyebrow with a sly smile.
"When I saw the private doctor off, he told me that the old lady just has worries pent up inside, burning with anger, but in all other aspects, she's very healthy," Uncle Du said cautiously.
"Hmm, as long as she's healthy." Julian nodded.
Beside him, Isabella listened to his attitude, which seemed slightly different from the man who had been consistently opposing Ruth Upperton these past two days.
Perhaps, in the face of family, he still had a trace of humanity?
They went upstairs.
Arriving at the room of the two elderly ones.
Jeffery Johnsons smiled kindly and called warmly, "Julian, Isabella, you're back?"
"Yes, Grandpa."
