"Goodbye, Niece."
A giggle immediately escaped Grace as she imagined Penny’s reaction. The last time Grace had joked with Penny, the latter had taken it dramatically— and not well.
"Hmp!"
A grumpy huff suddenly came from the bed. Looking up, Grace saw Chairman Bennet frowning deeply, glaring at the television. When she glanced at the screen, all she saw was an emotional scene with the protagonist crying. A smile tugged at her lips as she turned her gaze back to the chairman.
"Chairman, I believe you should be tearing up at that scene, not glaring at it," she quipped.
The chairman huffed again. "It’s her fault he’s in that state anyway," he grumbled. "Why should I feel sorry? She caused everything to spiral out of control. I hate stupid characters! She shouldn’t be the female protagonist—the villainous woman should be."
"I see you fully support villains in stories."
"Not support them—sympathize with them."
"Are you saying villains have the right to hurt others just because they had a rough past?"
Chairman Bennet scowled but said nothing. He kept his focus on the drama, though his mind was clearly elsewhere. In truth, he just disliked the female lead.
Grace, meanwhile, smacked her lips and shrugged. As she slowly arranged the papers on the table, she mused,
"If a tough past excuses horrible actions, wouldn’t that be unfair to victims who did nothing wrong?" She let out a small sigh. "Even though I’m a corporate lawyer, I’ve handled a lot of domestic and divorce cases. So many defendants use their past for sympathy, while others shamelessly drag the victim’s character and dignity through the mud."
She glanced at the chairman and smiled. "I have no sympathy for people who deliberately hurt others. But that’s not what’s really bothering you, is it, Chairman?"
Chairman Bennet’s expression darkened. Without hesitation, he said, "You and Haines—I don’t approve."
"Why not? You’re the one who said I need a man in my life."
"He’s too old for you!"
Grace hummed playfully. "Is he? I think he’s handsome."
"If he’s handsome at that age, then I should join a male pageant!"
Grace burst into laughter, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "I’d pay just to see that."
"Tch!" Chairman Bennet clicked his tongue, looking away. "And if he breaks your heart, I can’t press charges—because he’s family."
Grace blinked, momentarily surprised, watching the chairman’s side profile.
"It’s easier to bully someone else if that happens," he grumbled. "Besides, how can he take care of you when he can’t even take care of himself? Even if Charles is that kind of boy, at least he knows how to take care of his wife and children."
Charles... taking care of his children by raising them far away from him. Perhaps it was a good thing, or perhaps it wasn’t. Either way, Chairman Bennet had never truly bonded with them. Not that he wanted to—it was too late now.
But Grace... she was like the grandchild he never had.
Smart, understanding, and easy to talk to. With her, he didn’t have to tread on eggshells or regret his words. She simply brushed things off with a smile, choosing only what she wanted to hear.
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