Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 837: You Can't Pick A Fight With An Elder, Right?

Chapter 837: You Can’t Pick A Fight With An Elder, Right?

Editor: Henyee Translations

Ray would not give up. Ghost Mother said that everything would go smoothly. Ghost Mother also said that those evil ghosts would not hurt anyone else and only target Amelia. Perhaps Amelia had already been torn to pieces by the evil ghosts! It did not matter if Grandma Walton did not like her now. When they found out that they had been bewitched by Amelia’s black magic, they would definitely be grateful to her.

“Grandma Walton…” Ray continued to stay by Mrs. Walton’s side. Mrs. Walton originally didn’t want to embarra.s.s her because she was a child, but she didn’t expect her to be like a plaster that couldn’t be chased away.

Mrs. Walton stood up and glared at her. “Didn’t I tell you to get lost? Who are you? Call me Grandma! Do I have anything to do with you?”

Lace was frightened by this cold shout. She had just been possessed by a ghost and was completely awake now. She hurriedly said, “Ah, Mrs. Walton, why are you so angry? Speaking of which, Master Burton and I are cousins. We’re considered relatives. Ray is still a child. Don’t hold it against her.”

Ling was expressionless as she walked towards Ray. Fork out, she would fork out the trash!

Ray was afraid when she saw Ling and subconsciously wanted to run. Unexpectedly, Ling’s movements were skillful and she threw her outside.

Lace was shocked. “You…”

Ling turned around and forked Lace out.

With two bangs, the mother and daughter fell on the lawn outside.

Everyone looked over in surprise.

Lace covered her leg and looked pitiful with red eyes. “Mrs. Walton, I’m sorry. It’s all our fault. Ray saw that you were unhappy, so she thought of bringing you a cake to eat. We didn’t know you didn’t eat sweet things…”

Ray also choked. “I’m sorry, Grandma Walton. It’s all Ray’s fault.”

The mother and daughter had forgotten how powerful Mrs. Walton was.

Everyone was confused, but if it was just a piece of cake for Mrs. Walton, and Mrs. Walton threw her out because she didn’t like sweet food… that wouldn’t be right.

Mrs. Walton was worried about Amelia. When George suddenly called her down, she felt uneasy. However, Lace and Ray were still looking for trouble. She suppressed the anger in her heart and glanced at Lace. “What are you saying? How can I argue with a child over a piece of cake? It’s as if I’m so unreasonable. According to your logic, I’m already so old. You can’t argue with an old person, right?”

Lace opened her mouth. “No, I didn’t mean that…”

Mrs. Walton nodded. “That’s true. To be able to harm Harrison Lindor’s ex-wife to such an extent, you should have some IQ. What’s the benefit of slandering an old lady like me in public?”

Lace could not answer this question.

Everyone looked at Lace strangely. Oh, so it was her! The most failed mistress in the world had used all her strength to squeeze out Harrison Lindor’s ex-wife. In the end, she lived a tight life in the Burton family. In order to buy a bracelet, she even mortgaged her own bracelet and often brought her daughter to various afternoon tea banquets. The mother and daughter were both petty.

Mrs. Walton said, “I heard that Harrison Lindor ordered you to give birth to a son this year? Sigh, you’re too pitiful. You didn’t raise your daughter well, so you can’t give birth to a son. Unlike my daughter-in-law, she has two children in her life.”

Lace:

Mrs. Walton said, “I only know what you’re thinking. You’re afraid that Harrison Lindor won’t like you, so you came to curry favor with our family. Last time, I told you that when Alex was seven years old and homeless, you moved your entire family. The two families are no longer related, and you have nothing to do with our Walton residence. Tell me, is there something wrong with your brain that you came to our house?”

Lace blushed and stammered, “I don’t know what happened to Alex back then…”

Mrs. Walton was surprised. “Now you’re saying that you don’t know? That’s not right. You said before that you were on good terms with Alex and went to school together.”

Lace:

Ray carefully got up and looked pitiful. “Grandma Walton, stop talking. It’s all Ray’s fault. I’m sorry. Ray didn’t know you didn’t eat sweet things…” Her eyes were red and she clenched her fingers nervously, looking at a loss.

Mrs. Walton was expressionless. “It’s not like I don’t eat sweets. That depends on who brings them over. If I eat them and you shamelessly say that I’m your Grandma, won’t I suffer a huge loss?”

Someone around them laughed.