NOVPUBChapter 1362: 644 Sentient Beings_3 Chapter 1362: 644 Sentient Beings_3 Sanny Groove hastily helped her, preventing her from being knocked over by the crowd.
The bed was located in the corridor near the stairwell, positioned next to a garbage can, where a mix of repugnant smells assaulted one’s senses.
Lying on the bed was a skeletal old woman with a full head of silver hair.
She lay motionless with a weird calm countenance amidst her numb expression.
She was indifferent to the cursing that filled her ears, having long given up struggling.
The onlookers enjoyed the spectacle.
Among them was a woman who couldn’t stand the sight and criticized the rude woman for being too harsh on her elders.
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The plump middle-aged woman’s face hardened as she glared back, “Mind your own business, old man, don’t meddle in things that don’t concern you.”
Enraged, the old man clutched his chest.
He had never seen a woman this brazen.
“Stephanie Linggo, have you no humanity left?
Your mother-in-law is already in such a state.
Can’t you just let her be?” The Old Granny barged in and berated the middle-aged woman.
Upon hearing this familiar voice, the Old Granny on the bed finally opened her eyes.
She didn’t speak, but tears flowed down her face.
Stephanie Linggo sneered, “Oh, perfect timing!
I wanted to ask you, did you persuade this old woman to give the house to the second child?”
“You greedy bastard!
Your mother-in-law raised three children all by herself, only to end up being yelled at by her daughter-in-law.
Is there no justice in this world?”
“Spare me your moral lesson.
If the house isn’t returned from my brother-in-law, I’ll make a scene here every day.
Let’s see who can outlast who.”
The Old Granny was so infuriated she raised her hand to slap her, but could Stephanie Linggo be scared of her?
She viciously pushed the Old Granny away, her eyes filled with animosity.
A gasp sounded in the crowd.
The old woman was already quite aged, a single fall could be disastrous.
The feeble old woman on the bed sat up abruptly, screaming out heartrendingly, “Anaya!.”
However, the anticipated fall everyone feared did not happen.
The Old Granny was held steady by a pair of hands.
It was those fair, slender hands that had stopped a potential tragedy from unfolding.
Only then did everyone see clearly, that it was a very young woman.
Her thick black hair was as smooth as satin and neatly tucked behind her ears.
Her small face was almost doll-like, her features clear and fair.
Her most captivating feature though, was her pair of eyes.
They shone brightly like Venus in the black night sky, always shimmering with life.
She resembled a stubborn blade of grass thriving on a violent, windswept plain.
Her vitality was unstoppable, unyielding to fate, regardless of the severity of the storm.
The Young Lady had a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold, sending chills down the spine of anyone who dared to gaze into them.
“Granny, are you alright?” Sanny Groove asked quietly.
The Old Granny shook her head, “Thank you, but please stay out of this.
It’s not worth the trouble dealing with such a petty person.”
“Granny, do I look like someone who is afraid of trouble?”
Sanny Groove grinned, leading the Old Granny to a nearby chair to rest.
The next moment, she rolled up her sleeves and charged at the middle-aged woman.
She swung her hand against the woman’s face and, before she could react, grabbed her hair and yanked hard.
Everyone, including the bodyguards who followed her, were taken aback by her sudden attack.
Holy crap, the Miss looked so gentle on the surface.
Who knew she had such a violent streak, using her fists without any hesitation.
“Usually, if I can solve things physically, I won’t waste my breath.
You’re done for today.”
Unlike her junior, who still bothers to reason with people, she firmly believes in resolving issues with her fists.
