Chapter 131 She Was So Humble

Old Mrs. Grant obviously lost her appetite today, so she just ate a little and stopped then.

However, she waved her hand and said to Marshall. "Don't worry about me. Have more food. You are
tired all day."

She stood up slowly and the servants who were waiting outside supported her to walk out.

Marshall slowly put down his chopsticks, and he did not want to eat anymore.

He sat still, thought for a moment, and took the cigarette out of his pocket.

When he just held the lighter, the cell phone on the desk rang.

Marshall took it over and looked at the screen. Then he picked it up. "Miss Henderson."

Clara's voice sounded very soft. "Excuse me."

Marshall still lit the cigarette and said, "It’s OK. What's the matter?"

Clara sighed. "In the afternoon, auntie called me and said that she was uncomfortable. She told me
something. I’m a little worried, but I’m afraid she could not calm down in front of me. So I wanted to ask
you whether you are at home. Does she feel better now?"

Marshall drew on his cigarette and leaned back. "Well, she is much better now."

He did not want to ask what Mrs. Grant and Clara said.

Maybe she told everything to Clara.

Clara seemed a little speechless, so she paused.



Then she faltered, "Please try to persuade her. After all, you have to live together in the future. You
should get along well with each other."

Marshall smiled silently. "OK. I see."

Clara said in a lower voice. "You are family, so you don't have to do this."

Marshall became silent.

Clara thought about it and said. "Would you mind if I visit auntie tomorrow? She told me a lot today. I
think I should go out of politeness."

Marshall did not care about this. "It’s up to you."

Clara said, "I’m free tomorrow."

They had already made it clear at this time.

Marshall hung up and smoked in the restaurant.

Then he stood up and went to the outside.

He could see the parking lot from here and a corner of the garden.

Lucas was over there. Maybe he also came out to walk around after dinner.

Marshall glanced at him and went over.

Lucas was alone over there, with his hands in pockets, staring at the parking lot.

He saw Marshall at this time.

Lucas raised his eyebrows. "You’ve solved the problems at home?"



Hearing that, Marshall realized that he knew the conflict between Katherine and Mrs. Grant.

Marshall stepped on the stairs and went into the garden.

Lucas stood still. "Katherine is different."

Marshall sneered. "You know what she used to be like."

Lucas turned and looked at Marshall with a joking expression. "Of course. In the past, my aunt liked to
humiliate her in front of us. Every time she just endured it without arguing. Everyone in the family knew
that she was humble, including the servants. They secretly laughed at her cowardice."

Marshall froze and looked serious.

Lucas turned and continued to look at the parking lot. "I met her the last time, and she looked different."

He paused and said, "In fact, it’s quite good. I guess that she had considered it positively. She could
not endure such a difficult life without changing herself, even if she was a tough girl."

Marshall's complexion was unpredictable in the darkness.

Lucas stopped talking and just looked at the parking lot.

There were many cars there. Nearly everyone in the Grant family had a car.

They all had cars whether they could drive or not.

The family members who could not drive had drivers.

Only Katherine did not.

Lucas saw her hailed a car via applications several times.



She did not look like the daughter-in-law of the Grant family.

Marshall stood still in the garden, took two deep breaths, and took out his mobile phone.

He sent a message to Katherine.

Katherine had just had a meal and lied on the sofa, watching TV.

But there was no wonderful TV program.

She was still a little scared to live alone in such a big house.

She looked towards the stairs on the second floor, feeling a little flustered.

When Marshall's text message was received, Katherine’s mobile phone shook, which startled her.

She took it over and read the message. She was surprised.

What did Marshall mean? He asked her whether she had gone to bed.

What did he want to do?

Katherine puckered her mouth, thought about it, and replied, “I’m asleep.”


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