Chapter 963 Must Be Ruthless

Book:Mysterious Mrs. Pansy Published:2024-6-4

Currently, the only person Mrs. Waters believed she could confide in wholeheartedly was Grace.
The relationship between Carl and her was like fire and water, and her parents’ family was too far away from this city.
Grace’s companionship day and night alleviated Mrs. Waters’ sense of loneliness, and she liked to consult her about everything.
“Just think about it. I’m a fifty-year-old woman who went to the police station in the middle of the night to bail him out, but this is the result I get. Who wouldn’t be disheartened?” Mrs. Waters complained.
Hearing Mrs. Waters’ grievances, Grace comforted her and offered suggestions in line with her thoughts.
“It’s not that I’m being petty, but I think as long as there is a child between Nana and Carl, their relationship will always be entangled.”
Grace sighed lightly, speaking earnestly, “As long as they remain entangled like this, everyone will suffer. In my opinion, it’s better to endure short-term pain than prolonged agony…”
She didn’t finish the second half of her sentence, leaving it for Mrs. Waters to interpret on her own.
Mrs. Waters understood what Grace wanted to say, and a shrewd expression appeared on her face.
“You’re right. Then I’ll find a way to bring my granddaughter here. As long as the child doesn’t stay with her mother, Carl will gradually stop bothering Nana.”
Mrs. Waters believed this idea would definitely work.
However, Grace had far more ambitious plans than that.
In the future, she would be Mrs. Waters, so how could she tolerate having a stepdaughter by her side?
With a cunning glint in her eyes, Grace didn’t immediately refute Mrs. Waters. Instead, she subtly brainwashed her.
“When it comes to achieving something, you must be ruthless. Otherwise, even if the child is here, it won’t stop Nana from visiting her daughter, right?”
Grace wore a worried expression. “At that time, Carl will definitely follow Nana.”
“You have a point. So, what should we do then?” Mrs. Waters pondered, swayed by Grace’s analysis.
“We can’t just kill Nana. That would come with great consequences!” Mrs. Waters thought extreme measures were not advisable, but she wanted to resolve the current tangled situation as soon as possible.
Lost in thought, Mrs. Waters found herself without any ideas.
“Maybe we can do it this way.”
Mrs. Waters trusted and relied on Grace, so she affectionately held her hand and said, “I’ll leave this matter to you. As long as you find a way to drive Nana away.”
“No problem, wait for my good news!” Grace replied confidently, her eyes filled with increasing malice.
Mrs. Waters had no time to consider these details; her mind was focused on severing this karmic bond.
Ideally, they would never have any contact again.
“Please go upstairs and rest. I’ll call you when Carl returns.”
With the golden pass personally granted by Mrs. Waters, Grace behaved even more obediently in front of her.
“Alright, I’ll go to my room and lie down for a while.”
Mrs. Waters smiled with satisfaction, and before she left, she earnestly instructed, “Whatever you do, just remember not to take a life.”
After speaking, Mrs. Waters went upstairs, while Grace watched her figure and imagined a scene of raging fire in her mind.
However, the image quickly vanished. Carl returned home at seven o’clock in the morning and found Grace dozing off on the couch.
He ignored her as usual and went straight upstairs into his own bedroom.
Currently, Carl was facing a career crisis and his personal life was also in turmoil.
He was feeling down, and after a night of contemplation, he decided to come back and pack his things.
Carl wanted to temporarily leave this home and reorganize his life.
His daughter was still young, and he hoped to give her a complete family in the future.
Silently packing his belongings, Carl placed the keys to the villa on the table.
“Carl, where are you going?” Mrs. Waters’ voice suddenly came from behind.
When Carl had previously stayed away, he only brought some daily necessities and simple clothes.
But on this morning, he even packed the photo frame that was on the bedside table into his suitcase.
It was the only photo of him, Nana, and their daughter together.
A warm and happy family of three.
Carl’s father passed away early, and his determination was to give Janelle a complete home, hoping she could grow up in an environment with both parents.
Upon hearing his mother’s question, Carl slowly turned around.
His eyes were indifferent, his face devoid of any emotion, and he didn’t say a word.
Seeing Carl ignoring her, Mrs. Waters began to nag beside him.
“Carl, I’m your mother. Why do you have to be angry with me?”
Mrs. Waters sighed heavily and earnestly advised him, “I know you are under a lot of mental stress now, and I understand that you’re not in a good mood. But have you ever thought that your current situation is all caused by Nana!”
People have different perspectives when they stand in different positions.
Mrs. Waters insisted that without Nana’s presence, Carl would have achieved success in his career and love life, just like before, attracting public attention.
At the same time, with Grace, a obedient and sensible woman by his side, she could not only accompany him but also provide him with more resources within their circle.
But Carl laughed.
He didn’t want to talk to his mother, even if she bailed him out of jail.
“I don’t think so.”
Carl packed the last piece of clothing into his suitcase and calmly responded, “On the contrary, Nana’s misfortune is caused by me.”
As he spoke, he turned around, brushing past Mrs. Waters without even glancing at her.
“You’re still so stubborn!”
Mrs. Waters found her son’s obstinacy incomprehensible.
She followed behind, repeating the same words she had said countless times, brainwashing him, “I don’t care about others, but can’t you care about Grace? She has done so much for you, but you don’t show any gratitude?”
Carl was walking downstairs, and seeing his mother still trailing behind, he suddenly stopped and smirked, asking, “What has she done for me?”
Mrs. Waters shook her head, sighing at Carl’s lack of appreciation for the blessings he had.
“You! One day, you will understand.”
Mrs. Waters had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She felt sorry for her son, so she patiently persuaded him, “Look at Grace. I heard that she didn’t sleep all night when she heard you were arrested. Now that you are in a career downturn, she is still there for you, ready to help you find resources for a comeback.”
Carl just sneered, ignoring her words completely.
“Look at Nana. She turned to someone else’s arms as soon as she gave birth to the child. She doesn’t care about you. Is this kind of woman worth trusting? It’s not an exaggeration to say that she’s vulgar and uncultured!”
Mrs. Waters followed him into the living room, intending to continue persuading Carl until he gave in.
“Mom, stop with your self-righteousness.”
But after all this time, Carl had grown tired and weary of listening.
Grace, who had been awakened by their conversation, saw Carl’s figure and immediately left the sofa, approaching him with concern.
“Carl, you look so tired. Rest for a while before you go out.”
When Grace approached, Carl instinctively avoided her.
“I don’t need you to worry about my affairs.”
Carl responded indifferently, without even giving Grace a single glance.