Chapter 70
It had been over a decade since Samuel had set foot in the Galvez estate, but Walter, the old bunter, recognized him immediately.
“Yes, Walter, it’s me
“Come in, come in Walter’s tone was full of respect and surprise
Isabel learned from her mother how her father used to be the heart of the family, he always helping others, protecting the staff, and nothing Over conflict.
Ironically, that kindness had made him a threat. The second and third branches of the family had conspired to push him out, fearing his ability to command loyalty
The estate was Í
bustling. The second and third branches were present, their children in tow.
\\“Madam, Madam!” Waher rushed inside. “Master Samuel is here! And his legs… he can walk a
The room fell silent in shock.
The eldest son of the Galvez family, paralyzed for over ten years, was now standing?
No one had heard a word.
How was that even possible!
Every head turned as Samuel entered, looking sharp in a tailored suit, his posture tall and confident..
“Samuel your legs are healed!” William Galvez the second son, asked, hurrying over.
“yes! Samuel replied simply
“Brother, this is wonderful! You should’ve told us earlier so we could celebrate!” added Hugh Galvez, the third son, all smiled.
Their excitement felt fake, but Samuel remained composed.
His focus was on his mother, Old Mrs. Galvez
The matriarch rose slowly, her eyes wide with shock as she approached. Taking his hands, she studied him like
“Samuel, you’re you’re walking again?”
Yes, Mother I’ve recovered”
Samuel looked at his mother, a hint of doubt crossing his face.
Wasn’t she supposed to be gravely ill
e couldn’t believe her eyes.
ers have Balls
Billy been
Tears welled up in her eyes. “This is a blessing! I’ve prayed for you every single day, begging for a miracle. And now, my prayers Answered
Samuel’s brow furrowed slightly.
habel smirked inwardly.
The old lady sure knew how to take credit with just a few words.
“Mother, I appreciate your concern, but my recovery isn’t due to prayers. My daughter, Isabel, is the one who healed me
Old Mrs. Galvez froze briefly but quickly regained her composure. “Nonsense it was divine intervention. I’ve spent years praying for you, lighting candles daily. Are you doubting my sincerity!”
Isabel stepped forward, her expression darp. Her father might avoid confrontation, but she woublet,
“Grandma, if your prayers were the reason, why didn’t they v
y work for the pass ten years! And how many
my times did you visit my dad during that
Old Mrs. Galvez’s gaze hardened. “When ellers speak, children should stay silent!”
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“Grandma, aren’t we all here as family? Isabel retorted. “We were told you were sick, but you seem perfectly healthy to me
The matriarch hesitated, then quickly deflected. I was ill.. very ill! But seeing Sammiel standing here has lifted my spirit!”
Isabel suppressed a laugh.
ay that
Unbelievable she’d say
Old Mrs. Galvez shifted gears when babel didn’t respond.
“Isabel, how are things going with Blake from the Yates she asked, feigning casual interest
Hannah cast Isabel a nervous glance, unsure of her mother–in–law’s intentions.
Isabel, however, saw through the pretense immediately
Today wasn’t a simple question, this was about her engagement.
“Why aren’t you answering me, dear Old Mrs Galvez pressed when Tuubel stayed quiet,
Isabel finally spoke “Grandma, since it’s the elders‘ turn to talk, I thought it best not to interrupt”
Old Mrs. Galvez’s expression froze, her authority subtly but clearly challenged.
“Tabel Galvez is that any way to speak to your grandmother? Where’s your respect?” snapped a girl about Isabel’s age
Hannah whispered. That’s Guinevere, your uncle’s daughter.”
Isabel turned to Guinevere with a faint smile. “Respect Funny. Did no one tell you about last time! I took down the Galvez security team without breaking a sweat
Guinevere glared, her face flushing with anger,
Isabel’s eyes held a faint smirk of disdain, as if she didn’t even see her.
“Grandma, did you hear that?” Guinevere turned to Old Mrs. Galvez, desperate for backup.
Old Mrs. Galvez sighed. “Enough. If she’s being rude, must you be too? Isabel grew up outside the family, she didn’t have the same upbringing as
you
“But you? Raised here and still acting like this? Embarrassing.”
Though the chastised Guinevere, Old Mr. Galvez’s words carried a sharp undertone aimed at Isabel.
Isabel smirked to herself. This old lady was sharp, every word hit like a subtle jab.
Sensing
g the tension, Samuel stepped in “Mom, why are you so concerned about Isabel’s engagement?”
“Oh, I’m just asking” she replied innocently before turning it into a lecture. “But look at this! I can’t even bring it up without being disrespected. Am I not allowed to care about my own family? Samuel, you need to enforce discipline. Good parenting starts with rules!” She patted his hand with feigned affection
Samuel, unimpressed, remained firm. “Mon, Isabel’s doing great. She’s respectful, responsible, and her relationship with Blake couldn’t be better” To him, Isabel was a shining light in their family. She was a source of pride and strength.
She was also the most devoted, never abandoning him during his paralysis and even helping him walk again,
“Yes,” Hannah chimed in, unable to hold back her joy. “Blake’s such a wonderful young man, always doting on Isabel. They’re perfect together!”
Her happiness was palpable, especially with how Blake had gone out of his way and bought them a h
a house to secure their family’s comfort.
But Emily, Guinevere’s mother, wasn’t having it “Perfect? Let’s not forget,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasın, “this engagement only happened because my daughter generaly stepped aside.”
Her bitterness hung in the air, silencing the room.
Isabel’s brow furrowed. She turned to Hannah, confused.
What does she mean by that?
How was this engagement “given away” again?
She’d never heard of that!
Hannah lowered her head, saying nothing. Isabel shifted her gaze to Samuel.
“Dad, is it true?”
