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Chapter 318
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Chapter 318

“He’s a young man. It’s not a bad thing for him to get to know a few more friends.” Stella did not seem to

detect the rejection in Cyrene’s words.

Then, she turned to Jackson and said, “Jackson, tell me if you want to seriously date a girl. I’ll introduce

you to one.”

Jackson gave her a meaningful glance and smiled. Then, he slowly said, “In that case, thank you very

much, Stella.”

Cyrene threw Stella a displeased glance.

‘I was being polite, yet she actually took me seriously. It’s no wonder Dahlia looks down on her. Not only

is she of low status, but she’s also brainless,’ she thought.

Stella obviously was not brainless. She merely did not want to make enemies with Cyrene.

‘How Dahlia fights with Cyrene is her own business, as long as she doesn’t get me involved,’ she

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thought.

“It’s rare for us to gather together, so stop arguing. Everyone, find somewhere and take a seat.

After Cordelia spoke, everyone sat down and quieted down.

After Keegan sat down, Cordelia noticed the light, greenish patch on his forehead.

Stella felt guilty. He got the bruise on his head from the stormy night a few days ago when she bumped

into him on the cruise ship.

The bruise was much darker when they returned from the cruise and had now gotten much lighter.

However, Cordelia loved her grandson very much. So, she discerned the bruise at a glance.

Keegan glanced at the culprit and coolly said, “I hit my head while I was asleep.”

“That’s so careless of you. I have some ointment in my room. After this, ask Stella to help you apply it.”

Stella was at a loss for words.

‘The bruise is on his forehead, so he can do it himself. Is there a need for me to help him? It’s not like

Keegan doesn’t have hands,’ she thought.

Naturally, Stella only dared to make this remark in her head. Since she had already broken Cordelia’s

heart because of the contraceptive incident, she did not dare to talk back and obediently agreed to it.

After Cordelia spoke to Keegan, she started asking about her grandchildren’s well-being one by one.

While Cordelia was old, she was not at all senile. She knew Aurora’s college major and that she was

about to graduate. Besides that, she also knew that Dahlia was doing business with her friend, and Stella

was acting in a film for a friend.

She was an incredibly generous elder who mostly provided guidance in her children’s and

grandchildren’s lives and work, and she rarely criticized them.

Among Cordelia’s grandchildren, she really liked Aurora because she was a sweet talker. However, her

fondness for Aurora was not quite similar to her love for Keegan.

Since Keegan had lost his father at a young age, Cordelia raised him singlehandedly. She mainly treated

him with the strictness of an elder aside from the grandmotherly love she had for him.

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Cordelia’s nurturing was one of the major factors Keegan was properly educated. If Dahlia had educated

him instead, she could not possibly have raised another Keegan, and Aurora was the best example.

After Cordelia had spoken to everyone, Cyrene finally said, “A year passes by so quickly. The children

are all grown up in a blink of an eye, and you’re nearly 80 years old. It’s your 80th birthday this year. Do

you have anything in mind?”

Cordelia answered warmly, “I don’t really have anything in mind. Something simple will do.”

“It’s your 80th birthday, so it can’t be too simple. Otherwise, others will think that we, as your children,

don’t care. Naturally, we’ll have to make it spectacular,” said Cyrene.

She promptly changed the topic and continued, “Back when you had your 70th birthday, I remember you

said you’d like to hear Lancelot Lewie sing to you on your 80th. I have a friend who’s good friends with

Lancelot’s student, so I could ask her to invite him.”

This instantly piqued Cordelia’s interest. Regardless, she still asked with hesitance, “Hasn’t Lancelot

stopped performing in public? Will we manage to invite him?”