Chapter 307

"Really? Grandpa, you knew my grandma?" Delia Fleming asked, surprised. She rarely heard anything about her grandmother since the woman had vanished long before she was born. "Of course I did," Mr. Grant replied, smiling. "I knew your grandma first, actually. She met your grandpa through me. And let me tell you, the way your grandpa chased after her—astonishing! He barely knew her for a week before convincing her to join him on a marriage certificate." "..." Wow. Just wow. That was... bold. Even bolder than her. As Delia sat there stunned, Edith suddenly chuckled, the sound cutting through the room so unexpectedly that it turned all eyes onto her. Edith quickly waved a hand, trying to explain herself. "Oh, Mr. Grant, from what you just shared, I think I’ve finally figured out where little Delia gets her mischievous streak from! Turns out, it’s hereditary!" Her comment drew a round of laughter from everyone present, especially the house staff and Carmine Carlisle, who had all been witne