Chapter 150 The Ironic Counterattack
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Tracy said bluntly, “Speak if you must, but don’t try to touch me or act familiar. We aren’t close, understand? I’m quite cold–blooded, but you people forced me to be this way. I only came here today to see Grandma. Just look at the drama you’ve created! An outsider would think this was a feud between enemies seeking revenge.”
Once Tracy learned that her health had worsened because of the stress these fools caused her, her heart gradually calmed down. After struggling on the brink of death time and again, she realized that everything else was trivial in the face of life itself.
However, she felt it would be a shame not to use the opportunity when they actively gave her an opening. So, she adopted a new strategy. She would stop arguing with people who didn’t believe her and instead use the calmest tone to say the most infuriating things without getting upset herself. This way, the ones getting angry wouldn’t be her, but those fools. Because of her grandmother’s illness, she would have to return to he Xander family often in the future. If she didn’t develop a tougher defense, these people would literally inger her to death, which she felt was not worth it. Therefore, she would selectively listen to some things and pretend not to hear anything that was unfavorable to her.
Sure enough, Chase’s face turned ashen with anger after hearing Tracy’s words. He pointed at Tracy and challenged her. “Tracy, how dare you speak to us like that? We are your close relatives. Is this how you talk o your own family? I think you’ve become too wild outside, you no longer know your place, and ell friend from foe, is that it?”
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He felt Tracy’s ability to provoke had reached a new level. Before, she would sacrifice eight hundred of her own morale to anger the enemy by a thousand. Now, she calmly said things that drove them crazy, emaining completely unbothered herself, while infuriating them immensely.
Tracy let out a soft laugh and calmly pushed Chase’s finger away. “What? You do inhuman things, but you won’t allow people to talk about it? I recall that a certain person was barking the loudest just now. Did you forget after just a few minutes? You’re allowed to frame me, but I’m not allowed to resist, is that it? Speaking of family, Grandma was just discharged today. You’ve been here for over ten minutes now. Has anyone asked her a single time how she is? What’s the matter? Is Grandma not your Grandma?”
At this point, she continued with a cold sneer, “Yvonne has a minor cold, and you all rush to the hospital to take care of her. Does anyone here remember that Grandma was also hospitalized? If just one of you had taken the time to accompany Grandma home from the hospital today, I wouldn’t have said anything. But did any of you? Grandma worked tirelessly for this family for decades. Did you ever care about her? Do you even know what her real health condition is?”
When she spoke about her grandmother, her voice trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes were bloodshot. These damnable fools didn’t deserve to be children or grandchildren. Grandma was so ill, yet the entire family was blind, unable to see anything. Meanwhile, Yvonne only had a slight cold, and they were so anxious that everyone rushed to care for her. I wonder if they feel crowded in the hospital room? Are they even acting like decent human beings?
Thinking about Linda’s sighing when she spoke of her grandmother’s illness, Tracy wanted to tear these fools apart. But she couldn’t let her emotions get the best of her. If she died of anger while they remained unaffected, it would be a huge loss. After all, how could a sick person compare to these healthy people?
Trevor walked up to Tracy and sighed. “Tracy, so you’re angry because we didn’t accompany your grandmother. It’s alright, we will go see her in a moment. She won’t blame us. After all, she has Linda and
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Chapter 150 The Ironic Counterattack
the caretaker looking after her. Please, don’t cause any more trouble here, okay?”
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His daughter was truly a headache, a troublemaker who caused chaos every time she came home. Although he disliked this side of Tracy, she was still his daughter, and he didn’t want things to get too ugly. Even if she made a mistake, it wasn’t unforgivable. He had neglected his daughter too much over the years, and he was partly to blame.
Tracy scoffed. “A caretaker? I hope when you’re old and sick, your children all go take care of others and only hire a caretaker for you. I hope you’ll be just as understanding then. After all, the roof water still flows according to the eaves. How you treat Grandma is how your descendants will treat you. Don’t you think I’m right?”
These people were sickeningly hypocritical. She didn’t know what kind of spell Faye and her daughter had cast on them, making them forget basic filial piety.
At this moment, Faye walked over, her eyes red, and looked at Tracy. “Tracy, you can say anything about Yvonne and me, since we have no blood relation, but you shouldn’t speak about your father and brothers ike that!”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
