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Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 511
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Chapter 511

Roseanne chimed in, "Would you like to try slemon squares? | can grab one for you?"

Just as the elderly lady was about to respond, Corley's phone rang.

Whatever was said on the other end immediately darkened his expression. "Alright, | understand. Keep things

under control, I'll be there as soon as | can..." he said before hanging up.

He then turned to Roseanne, apologetically, "I'm really sorry, there's an emergency at work, | have to go."

After saying this, he faced the elderly couple, "Grandma, Grandpa, lettake you hfirst. We can go out

another day when I'm free, okay?"

"That's fine. But we haven't seen Roseanne's parents yet..." the elder trailed off.

Roseanne quickly interjected, "It's okay, you have urgent matters to attend to. We can always meet another

time."

“Alright.”

By the tMadge and Norris joined them, Corley was already escorting the elders out of the café and into his

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car, speeding off.

Madge peered outside and questioned, "Who were those two elderly folks?"

"They're Corley's grandparents. We met them by chance at the book signing the other day, and it's such a

coincidence to bump into them again today."

Madge didn't suspect a thing, "What a small world. Are you tired of walking? Do you want to head home?"

"Let's hang around a bit longer, we haven't even reached the end of this street," Roseanne playfully tugged at

Madge's arm.

Madge chuckled, "Alright, let's keep exploring."

In the car

Corley was steering with one hand and talking to his assistant on the phone with the other, "...do as | said, calm

everyone down first, we'll handle the rest when | get there."

Neely spoke up, "Is it urgent? If you're pressed for time, you can drop us off here, and your grandma and | can

take a cab home."

"It's not urgent, my team is handling it."

"That's good to hear."

After a moment of silence, filled with

hesitation, Corley ventured,

"Grandpa, do you have any plans while you're back in the country? How long are you planning to stay? | know a

couple of good doctors; | can arrange for them to give Grandma a check-up, what do you think?"

Neely responded, "You can arrange that."

"There's another thing," Corley cautiously began, "Mom has been missing you guys a lot. She's been worried

about Grandma's eyes and has always toldto keep an eye out forgood doctors. You're back now, and she

doesn't know yet. Maybe... we could all have dinner together? It's still family, after all."

Corley wanted to smooth things over between his mother and grandparents, despite not wanting to upset his

grandmother. He thought it might be worth trying to mend their relationship. However, the moment he

mentioned it, the car's atmosphere turned icy.

Neely frowned, remaining silent.

Geneva didn't bother to hide her disdain, bluntly stating, "I'm not feeling well, it's not convenient forto

entertain guests. | appreciate her concern though."

To them, Kathleen was merely a guest.

Out of consideration for Corley, the grandmother didn't outright reject the idea, but her stance was clear. Corley

knew better than to push further and dropped the subject. The car fell into a brief silence.

Recalling something his assistant

had mentioned that morning, Corley

brought up,. Years ago, we signed a ten-year Contract with the government to keep the Rodriguez Mansion open

to the public for free. That contract is about to expire. Should we renew it?"

The Rodriguez Mansion was a Rodriguez family private property, originally opened to the public for free but not

given away or surrendered.

Thus, the government only had stewardship, not ownership.

Neely's cloudy eyes dimmed further, he sighed, "Let's renew it, sign for another ten years."

If Aberdeen ever returned, at least he'd find something familiar waiting for him.