chapter71

Milana couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy every time she saw how much Mrs. Smith doted on Lydia. Even though the old woman was frail and tucked away in the countryside, she still controlled a big chunk of the company's shares. They really needed to figure out how to get her to transfer them over soon. Only then would she finally relax.

Jenson understood exactly what was on Milana's mind. He nodded. "I know."

Sandy, who had been listening in, jumped in right away. Dad, Mom, I spent a fortune at the auction tonight on some premium antler and ginseng. I'll bring it to Grandma in the next couple of days to help her get stronger."

Milana rolled her eyes inwardly. That old crone didn't deserve it.

But Jenson just beamed at Sandy. "Sandy, you really are a good kid. Your grandmother will be so happy to hear that."

Sandy put on her best sweet-and-obedient face. "Dad, it's the least I can do."

Watching Sandy act so well-behaved made Jenson think of his precious son, Luke, who was still in the ICU. He let out a sigh. "Sandy, you have a lot of responsibility on your shoulders. Your brother is counting on "

"Your brother will need you to take care of him after he wakes up," Milana cut in, shooting Jenson a warning look.

Sandy was their biological daughter, sure, but she hadn't been back for long. Plus, they still hadn't settled on a treatment plan for Luke, so they couldn't risk telling her she might have to donate a kidney to save him. Donation was risky. What if Sandy refused and ran off? Where else would they find such a perfect match for their beloved son?

Sandy puffed up her chest, eager to reassure them. "Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'm his big sister. Of course I'll take good care of him."

Honestly, looking after her brother was nothing compared to what she'd lived through with the White family in the countryside. As long as she could stay in this house, she'd do anything.

Milana nodded, looking pleased. "When your brother wakes up and sees he has such a caring sister, he'll probably cry from happiness. Lydia could never compare."

"Mom, you don't have to worry. Dean said he'll check on my brother's condition and then decide about the surgery. I'm sure he'll wake up soon."

Just thinking about her son made Milana's eyes go teary. "I know."

The next morning, Lydia was woken up again by the sound of a helicopter outside her window. Frowning, she got up and went to take a look. A helicopter was slowly landing on the helipad. Right next to it sat the one her parents had given her. She arched an eyebrow, already having a hint of what was going on.

When she made her way downstairs, she saw Lucinda in a crisp white uniform, practically bouncing with excitement as she clung to Cameron and Kylie. "Dad, Mom, I love you so much!"

Cameron laughed, his whole face lighting up. "Lucinda, we love you too. We just hope you, your sister, and your brothers are all happy and healthy."

Lucinda nodded sweetly, then glanced over at Lydia standing by the stairs. Her smile grew even softer, almost angelic. "I know, Dad. I know you and Mom love me and my sister the same."

That's all I want to hear," Kylie said, looking relieved. She'd worried Lucinda might feel out of place with Lydia suddenly back, but it seemed everything was going smoothly.

Lydia, did you sleep well last night?" Kylie spotted her and walked over with a warm smile.

Lydia smiled and nodded. "Yeah."

"That's good. If there's anything you're not used to, make sure you tell me, alright?" "Okay."

Lucinda's smile stiffened just a little. It seemed like every time she was at her happiest, Lydia would show up and ruin the mood.