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"We don't have your grandfather here. Go away."

Aleigha didn't retort but took out her phone and called Dustin. Soon, someone ran out of the courtyard.

He gave the servant a vigorous shove.

"Don't let me see you again. You brainless thing," he cursed.

Aleigha had a smile hovering upon her lips.

"You're Aleigha?"

"Yes, I want to see my grandfather."

Aleigha looked composed. In her past life, she had always been timid, in fear that she might do something wrong.

But being careful hadn't worked.

She had thought people here meant no harm to her.

However, they had deprived her of everything.

In this life, she wasn't going to be a coward again.

The man was Dominic, Emilia's uncle, about whom there were many rumors.

Aleigha heard that he was a snob without much ability and had abandoned his wife and children.

Compared with him, his sister, Emilia's mother, was much more cunning.

"Please follow me," the man said.

Aleigha nodded and went in the house.

Luxurious as she remembered, the house hadn't changed a bit.

Even with her eyes closed, Aleigha could locate her own room, which was the remotest and coldest room on the second floor. She had lived in it for several years.

She followed Dominic to Dustin's room on the third floor.

"Wait here for a moment."

Dominic's voice was quiet.

After a while, Dominic came back with an ingratiating smile.

"Aleigha, come in. Dustin wants to see you."

He called her name intimately as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Thank you."

"Aleigha, I'm your mother's younger brother. You should call me uncle."

Aleigha was not surprised at his shameless request.

"Uncle, I'm glad to see you."

Aleigha smiled innocently and went into the room.

As soon as she entered the room, Aleigha's nose crinkled. Dustin was a devote Buddhist and always had incense burning in his room. "Sit down."

Dustin was over eighty years old, yet his voice was like a ringing bell. He looked younger than men of his age.

Aleigha remembered how excited she had been when she saw him in her previous life.

She had no family left after her mother had passed by.

But now, Aleigha only felt depressed around him.

Everyone here dismissed her as an outsider. She used to take the Gardner family as her home.

But now it was just a place where she could get what belonged to her back.

She sat down on the sofa very obediently.

"Where have you been?" The old man asked solemnly.

He had an intimidating aura that made Aleigha feel nervous.

"Someone pushed me off the cliff and Mr. Xiao saved me," she said carefully.

Then she dipped her head and started sobbing.

Dustin had his back facing Aleigha since she came in and turned around at the mention of Adrian.

"You're Aleigha?"

He had seen her face on the banquet held by several families the other day.

"Yes," she answered, bemused.

"You were the one who went to the banquet with Adrian that day?"

Aleigha nodded lightly.

She wiped her tears in an aggrieved manner.

"The person who saved you is Adrian?"

Aleigha nodded again.

Aleigha knew that if she hadn't mentioned Adrian, the old man wouldn't even have looked at her.

"I see. You can leave now. Tell the

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"Be more observant and tactful than your lowborn mother," Dustin said.

Lowborn? Aleigha snorted. Her mother had been forced by Marcos Gardner to marry his father.

She felt miserable that her mother had to bear their derogatory remarks even after her death.

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"Why are you here?"

The woman's voice sounded astonished.

It was Emilia.

"I'm a Gardener too."

Emilia couldn't believe her ears.

"Emilia, you're back. Come and meet your sister."

Dominic didn't know the grudges between them and grabbed Emilia by her hand to Aleigha.

It should have been awkward, but Aleigha had anticipated it and looked calm.

Emilia's expression was weird.

"Emilia, don't stand there like a block. Should I teach you manners?"

Emilia's face darkened.

"Shut up, uncle."

Dominic gave a start. Emilia had always been very amenable.

"Uncle, forget it," Aleigha cut in, "I'm afraid she won't accept it for a while. Could you take me to my room?

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