Janice knew it must have something to do with the outfit Gladys was wearing. However, what kind of story would there be behind a mere dress?

The more Janice thought about it, the more agitated she became. She decided to go out for a walk.

Sophie followed Nathan out of the Allson family home. As the car drove out, Sophie looked at Nathan and said, "Dad, you are so brilliant. The couple made a mistake once they arrived, but Grandpa..."

Sophie looked at Nathan with worry on her face.

Nathan knew what she was worried about, so he comforted her. "Don’t worry. Everything will be fine."

He understood his father-in-law’s character. An iron man like him would never be easily defeated by anything.

But what he was sure of was that this matter could create a gap in his father-in-law’s heart. Even if it wouldn’t change his mind immediately, it could at least create estrangement.

Because that was the only weakness of his father-in-law.

Hearing Nathan’s consolation, Sophie nodded.

She thought of Old Master Allson’s earlier reaction and knew that the others back in the home wouldn’t have an easy time.

It was getting late, Janice had been waiting at the door of Old Mr. Allson’s bedroom for more than an hour, but Christopher had still not come out.

She wanted to knock on the door, but she was afraid of disturbing them, so she stood there and waited quietly. However, she felt very anxious and agitated.

Finally, the door of the room opened, and Christopher came out. Janice hurried to greet him.

"How is he?"

Christopher did not reply, but made a gesture to her to keep quiet. When the door was gently closed, he whispered, "He’s asleep."

Janice fell silent and nodded.

Christopher glanced at his watch. "It’s getting late. Let’s go back first."

"That won’t do," Janice objected. "How can I be at ease with your grandfather like this?"

Christopher sighed. "Don’t worry, Grandpa is fine. He’s just getting old and lethargic."

"But..."

Janice wanted to say something, but Christopher held her shoulders and walked toward the door. She could only swallow what she wanted to say and follow him out.

She got into the car and couldn’t help asking, "What happened earlier? Can you tell me?!"

She looked at Christopher.

Christopher didn’t answer. He just glanced at her and started the car.

The car drove on, but Christopher never answered her.

Janice’s heart began to grow restless. She was just about to say something when Christopher finally spoke.

"That dress belonged to Grandma."

Janice was stunned.

With just one sentence, she instantly understood the situation.

She added, "No wonder he reacted so strongly."

Even though she hadn’t known her grandfather for a long time, she knew that his wife was his weakness.

Janice felt uneasy.

"Then, why didn’t he say anything?"

Christopher knew what she was worried about, so he reached out to hold her hand.

"Don’t worry. Grandpa didn’t say anything and he’ll be fine after a night’s sleep."

"Really?"

Janice, on the other hand, found it hard to believe.

Christopher frowned and said, "Grandpa is like this. Whenever Grandma is involved, he becomes very emotional, but he will be fine tomorrow."

Hearing Christopher’s words, Janice didn’t continue probing, but she said, "I’m not going home. Let me off by the side of the road."

...

When the car was approaching an intersection, Janice spoke. Christopher frowned and looked at her. "Stop messing around."

Janice replied, "I’m not. I just suddenly remembered that I still have unfinished work to do."

Christopher paused and said, "Then I’ll take you there."

"No, I’m hungry. Why don’t you go back and cook something for me? I’ll go back as soon as possible."

Hearing her words, Christopher nodded. "Okay, but you have to be careful."

"Yes."

The car stopped at the side of the road. Janice opened the door and got out. After Christopher waved goodbye and drove away, she hurriedly stopped another taxi and got in.

"Please go to Otolon Courtyard."

The driver nodded and drove out. However, they did not see the Bentley turn around again and followed them.

At this time, in the Gladwells house in Otolon Courtyard.

When Malcolm and Gladys returned, Vanessa was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

When she saw them, she was surprised and went up to them.

"Dad, Mom? Didn’t you go to the party? Why are you back so early?" Vanessa asked doubtfully.

Gladys raised her eyebrows and replied, "What party? It’s just a few people. Your father and I had hoped to get to network a bit, but we didn’t even have dinner before we came back."

Gladys complained as she changed her shoes and walked inside.

Vanessa was stunned when she heard this.

"Ah? How could this be? You came back hungry?"

"Yes. It’s all your fault. You insisted on coming back." Gladys glared at Malcolm.

Malcolm frowned and glanced at her.

"Couldn’t you see that everyone was leaving? You didn’t feel embarrassed?"

"What’s there to be embarrassed about? Wasn’t Janice still around?" Gladys complained.

Malcolm, however, was too lazy to talk to her and simply walked into his room.

When Vanessa saw that her father had left, she took a step forward and said, "Mom, your outfit is so beautiful."

As soon as Gladys entered the room, Vanessa saw it.

"Is that so?"

Gladys was pleased to be praised by her daughter.

"Yes, this looks so couture. By the way, you weren’t wearing this when you left."

Vanessa was a bit confused.

Gladys said, "There was a little accident, so I changed my outfit there. What do you think? I have good taste. I took a fancy to this one at a glance."

As she spoke, she purposefully walked in a circle in front of Vanessa

Vanessa nodded.

"It is indeed beautiful."

However, she recalled something else.

"By the way, Mom, have you told my brother-in-law about me going to his company?"

Gladys was stunned. Then she thought of it and said with a guilty conscience, "Vanessa, it’s not appropriate to mention it on such an occasion today, but don’t worry. Mom remembers."

Hearing Gladys’ words, Vanessa’s expectant face instantly became a little disappointed.

"Didn’t we agree that you would ask him for me in person?"

Vanessa pouted.

Gladys knew that she was in the wrong. She did promise her daughter before going there, but on arrival, she found that it was a family dinner and she had no chance to ask.

She said, "My good daughter, next time, I promise I’ll ask next time." "But when will the next time be?" Vanessa wondered gloomily.

...

Gladys rolled her eyes and said, "Very soon, very soon. Alright, I’m sweating and going to take a shower."

Gladys turned and walked upstairs to the bedroom. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Vanessa, on the other hand, stared at her retreating figure. She stomped her feet angrily and returned to the sofa to continue watching television. However, just as she sat down, the doorbell rang.

Vanessa frowned. "Who is it? It’s so late."

She stood up to open the door, when she saw Janice standing outside the door, she was stunned.

"Why is she here?"

She frowned and opened the door.

"Why are you here?"

Janice ignored her and rushed straight in. She glanced around but didn’t see Gladys. She asked, "Where’s Auntie Gladys?"

Vanessa pointed upstairs, "She’s taking a shower."

As soon as she finished speaking, Janice turned to walk upstairs.

Vanessa followed behind her, confused.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

Gladys was standing in various graceful postures in front of the dressing mirror. It was rare for her to put on such amazing clothes, so she was reluctant to take them off.

So, when she returned to the bedroom, she posed in front of the mirror.

"Hubby, look at how beautiful this dress is. In the future, when you make a lot of money, you must buy me one."

As she admired herself in the mirror, she spoke to Malcolm.

Malcolm was frustrated about his failure to hook up with Nathan earlier, so he was not in the mood to pay attention to her. However, he knew that she would not let him off easily, so he just said perfunctorily, "Got it."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

Malcolm got up and was about to open it, but was stopped by Gladys. She said, "Tell Vanessa that I’m asleep."

As she spoke, she hurriedly hid in a corner.

Malcolm was speechless at her actions. He walked over and opened the door. When

he saw Janice, he couldn’t help but be stunned.

"Janice? Why is it you?"

Janice ignored his father’s question and went straight in. She glanced at Gladys standing in the corner, stepped closer to her and said, "Take off your outfit."

Gladys was confused by her behavior and snapped, "What are you doing?"

She looked as if she was looking at a lunatic.

Janice repeated "Take off your clothes."

Only then did Gladys realize something was wrong. She quickly hid behind Malcolm and said, "Malcolm, look at her... Has she lost her mind?"

Malcolm said, "Janice. Let’s talk nicely. Why are you so hostile to your Auntie Gladys?"

Janice looked at him in disbelief.

"I’m hostile? Do you know that she got into trouble today?"

Hearing what she said, Gladys stopped hiding and retorted, "Nonsense. What did I do?"

"Yeah, Janice. Gladys was very proper today, what trouble did she cause?"

Malcolm chimed in too.

Janice couldn’t be bothered to explain. "Remove your clothes and give them to me."

"Why?" Gladys asked.

"Why?" Janice sniggered. "You’re wearing someone else’s clothes, and you’re asking me why?"

She found it ridiculous.

Gladys knew she was in the wrong, but she still said, "It’s not yours. Besides, Your grandfather didn’t ask me to return it."

"So, you want to keep it for yourself?"

Janice narrowed her eyes.

Gladys felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was not hers.