From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 493

Darleen not only refrained from gossiping but even advised her not to blame Gerard.

Edna said, "Janet, I've known Gerry since he was a little boy. I understand his nature better than anyone. He would never bully a girl! It must be Darleen's fault in the first place. I've spoiled Darleen rotten!"

Seeing Edna being so understanding and taking all the blame upon Darleen, Janet felt quite guilty.

She had always prided herself on raising Gerard well.

This year, he topped the exams and became the highest-scoring arts student in the entire city, earning her immense pride.

But unfortunately, that was just a facade.

In terms of upbringing, he was nowhere near Darleen.

Apart from academics, Gerard couldn't compare to Darleen in any other aspect.

Janet now only regretted not having given Gerard, when he was still a baby, to Edna to raise.

But what use is regret now?

Janet sighed, "It's my fault for spoiling Gerry! It has nothing to do with Darleen. Edna, don't blame the kids unnecessarily in the future!"

Edna chuckled, "Gerry has always been such a good boy, unlike Darleen! That wild child!"

Darleen pouted in dissatisfaction.

Janet hugged Darleen and said, "Our Darleen is not a wild child!"

Darleen's face was full of smiles, but inside she was full of disdain.

That old woman—if it weren't for the fact that the Lindsay family had influence in the city, who would want to be her granddaughter?

After a while, Janet continued, "Edna, the weather's nice tomorrow. Why don't you invite your mother over for a visit? We haven't seen each other in ages."

"Sure," Edna nodded, serving some nourishing soup from a thermos to Janet. "Janet, have some soup."

Janet took the bowl and sipped the soup.

Since it was a nourishing soup, it had a mild herbal taste. Fortunately, the taste wasn't too strong, and after a sip, she felt refreshed and invigorated.

Janet felt quite content.

Only Edna had this kind of filial piety; no one else would bring her soup so consistently for ten years.

If it weren't for this nourishing soup, she might not have been alive today.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Edna and her daughter left.

Delia saw them out.