“She knows how to distinguish between those who treat her kindly and those who do not.” She was not a saint. Despite attempts by some netizens to morally manipulate her, she stood her ground. Tania read online about Serenity’s fierce responses to the netizens who tried to shame her. If these netizens had also lost their parents at the age of ten and experienced their insurance payout being divided among grandparents and relatives who then expelled them and seized their property, would they have been able to forgive their grandparents? If not, they had no right to judge Serenity and Liberty for not financially supporting their grandparents.
In reality, how many grandchildren actually care for their grandparents? It is already commendable if children take care of their own parents. Some elderly individuals feel they cannot rely on their children, so how could they depend on their grandchildren? One can truly understand another’s experience only by walking in their shoes, yet these individuals merely hide behind their screens, acting like keyboard warriors, and some even profit from morally blackmailing Serenity. Serenity hoped that one day, those who enjoy manipulating others would experience the consequences of their actions.
Zachary’s expression softened slightly as he remarked, “She grew up in a different environment, which shaped her character.” Serenity was both gentle and strong; as long as she stood on moral ground, she remained resolute. If she lacked justification, she would humbly apologize. “What a poor girl,” Tania thought, her heart aching for the environment her daughter-in-law had come from. If the young couple could reconcile, she would shower her daughter-in-law with love in the future. Grandma May sat…
In front of the stone table at the pavilion, many flowers were planted around the area. Although the weather was still chilly, spring was nearly upon them.
When spring arrived, the grass and trees would come to life, and Wildridge Manor would burst with color.
From the pavilion, one could enjoy the sight of hundreds of blooming flowers.
Zachary entered the pavilion and sat across from his grandmother, obstructing her view of the flowers.
“Your grandfather used to do the same thing. He always sat right in front of me when I was admiring the flowers. He was so tall, like a small mountain, that even while sitting, he would block my view. I ended up admiring him instead of the flowers,” she reminisced.
Zachary resembled his grandfather.
“Would you like me to speak to Seren? I can put in a good word for you.”
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