Chapter 813
What?
Catelyn is the granddaughter of the Athertons?
Hearing this, Catelyn's heartbeat also stopped for a moment.
At the same time, a car arrived and stopped not far behind the man.
It was Edwin.
The man glanced suspiciously at Catelyn and Quinn’s faces, and it seemed that Catelyn indeed had a similar
resemblance to old Madam Atherton. "So who's the actual granddaughter?" he shouted.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I am," said Catelyn. she took a deep breath and stepped forward, facing the man. "Let the old lady go. I'll be your
hostage."
Listening to Catelyn's words, the man looked confused.
Something seemed wrong about this.
As Catelyn was approaching him, he narrowed his eyes and said, " Stop! Are you all trying to make fun of me?
Finding a random woman in exchange for my most valuable hostage?"
Unknowingly, Edwin came from behind silently. In one instance, he grabbed the man's wrist and broke his bones
effortlessly. As the knife fell to the ground, Edwin proceeded to slam the man down to the ground, suppressing him
on his shoulders.
Catelyn kicked the knife away with one foot and quickly walked over to help old Madam Atherton.
The old lady was feeling unstable from all the loss of blood. The moment Catelyn rushed over and supported her,
she shivered and lost consciousness. Before she closed her eyes, she held Catelyn's wrist tightly.
"Grandma! Grandma! Are you okay..." Quinn cried as she rushed over after regaining her senses.
Edwin subdued the gangster and handed him over to the police. Next, he quickly took old Madam Atherton to the
hospital.
Catelyn's hand was tightly clasped by the old lady, so she had to go with her.
In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant roamed the air in the spacious ward.
Old Madam Atherton was lying on a big white bed, surrounded by many people around her. There were many cries
and scolding going on, making her unable to rest soundly.
In a daze, she struggled a little, accidentally reopening the wound on her arm.
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The old lady groaned in pain and then felt a soft little hand placed on her. It was a very comforting feeling.
She slowly opened her eyes and just happened to see Catelyn sitting on the edge of the bed with a solemn and
worried expression on her face.
Seeing that old Madam Atherton had woken up, Catelyn said in surprise, "Ah, you finally woke up! How are you
feeling?"
"You..." muttered the old lady as she moved her lips slowly. Her throat was feeling sore.
Edwin was also waiting by her side. He immediately poured a glass of water for her. He inserted a straw into the
glass and brought it to Old Madam Atherton's lips. "Grandma, try not to talk now.
Drink some water and moisten your throat. Catelyn and I are here for you."
Old Madam Atherton took a few mouthfuls of water. As she finished, she turned her head and stared at Catelyn
nervously. " Was it true, what that man said? You are my actual granddaughter, not Quinn?" she asked.