Chapter 226 If She Cares About That Old Hag

Inside the car, Helena's anxiety spilled over into tears. Gideon puffed on his cigarette restlessly. Smoke curled around him, making his shrewd face look particularly grim. "If Cressida won't agree, someone else can make her agree," he said. She frowned, unsure what he meant. "That old hag," Gideon said, blowing a smoke ring. "Doesn't she care about that old hag more than anything?" Helena's eyes lit up instantly. … At LS Studio, Cressida had just wrapped up a meeting when she received a call from Gideon. She was about to end the call, but a single sentence from him made her blood run cold. "Your grandmother is getting on in years, and her legs aren't what they used to be. A fall at her age could be fatal. So, we've brought her to stay with us for her own safety. You have 30 minutes to get to the Ashworth residence. I can't guarantee her well-being if you're late." "Gideon! How dare you!" Cressida gripped the phone so hard the veins on her hand stood out. "Do you think I woul