4

"Elena."

Grandma tiptoed into the room, sat down beside my bed, patted the quilt twice, and called me softly.

I poked my head out from under the quilt, with two tufts of hair standing upright on my messy head. I smiled obediently, "Grandma."

Then he subconsciously reached out his hand to the old man in front of him.

My grandma was so moved by my smile that she quickly hugged me and the quilt in her arms.

"Oh, my dear grandson, the good grandson of our Smith family."

Then, grandma took off the huge pearl from her neck and played with it in her hand to make me happy. I chuckled twice to save face.

" Auntie Liu cooked porridge for Elena , and also Elena's favorite shrimp dumplings. What does Elena want to eat? Grandma, should we ask them to bring it up, or should we carry Elena down to eat?"

"Elena wants to eat here. She wants a big bowl of shrimp dumplings." I smiled and gestured.

Grandma smiled and patted my head: "Okay, okay, our Elena can eat as much as she wants."

I threw back the quilt, got out of bed and washed up. Soon, a servant came in with a bowl of shrimp dumplings.

Grandma fed me one by one, and the deliciousness of the shrimp dumplings made my eyes squint.

In my previous life, I seldom ate shrimp dumplings since Liu Ma's son and daughter-in-law wanted to take her away from the Smith family to enjoy a good life. Because other people couldn't make Liu Ma's taste, even if Liu Ma wrote down the recipe and told the new nanny at home.

Seeing me eating with gusto, grandma asked me tentatively: "Elena, do you like Rachel very much? Can you tell grandma why you like her so much?"

I slowed down my chewing speed, swallowed the shrimp dumpling in my mouth, blinked my round almond eyes, and said softly: "Yeah, I like it very much. The children in the kindergarten all laughed at me for not having a mother, but Rachel made me feel like I had a mother. She is beautiful and gentle, and I want her to be with me forever."

The well-maintained lady's eyes instantly turned red. She looked at the child's bright eyes, and her longing for her mother was clearly visible in her eyes. Her heart was slightly ached. It was her fault. Elena lost her mother when she was young. Her father managed such a large company and rarely had time to come back to see her. Among the children with both parents, she was always like an outlier.

Obviously, every time Elena saw other children surrounded by their parents, her eyes would be filled with envy, but she didn't care, which gave Rachel, that bitch, an opportunity to take advantage of her.

But in order not to let me notice, she held back her tears and said with a smile: "It's... grandma's fault that Elena suffered so much grievance..."

Before grandma finished speaking, she burst into tears, her tears fell into the bowl, her body slowly shook, and she was choking.

I stretched out my warm little hand and covered her face, followed by the sound of gentle blowing.

"Grandma, don't cry. Grandma, don't be sad."

"Elena, give grandma a blowjob."

“Huff…”

The child's soft voice and obvious heartache made the lady hug the child tightly and wipe away her tears with her back to the child.

"Good girl, grandma won't cry anymore..." I stroked her back with my chubby hands and continued to comfort her innocently, "Grandma, you really need to stop being sad. Rachel said that as long as I tell dad that she must be my mom and he marries her, she will always be with me and I can have a mom to love me."

When my grandmother heard this, she almost choked. She pulled me out of her arms and asked me seriously, "Did Rachel really say that to you, Elena?"

I nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

" Rachel also said that if she became my mother, she would give me a little brother, so that I would have someone to play with."

Rachel never said this to me, but so what? Anyway, my grandmother would only believe me unconditionally, and Rachel would suffer.

Grandma suppressed her anger and clenched the bed sheet tightly, her fingertips turning white from the excessive force. But she still said to me with a gentle face, "Grandma has something to deal with. Can I let the new grandma feed Elena?"

Of course I agreed, because we should give grandma space to vent her anger, and Rachel would be beaten again.

I said this to grandma on purpose. Listening to the servants' retelling is certainly not as good as hearing it in person, telling how Rachel used my innocence to achieve her goals and her undisguised wolfish ambitions.

This would make grandma's dislike for Rachel reach its peak, and Rachel 's life would become even more difficult.

After all, I am still a child and cannot harm Rachel directly. The only way is to use roundabout methods, intentionally or unintentionally reveal Rachel's sinister intentions to my father and grandmother, and use them to kill Rachel.

I want to make Rachel understand what it means to be trapped in a rich family, leaving her with no way out but death. I want her to be tortured to death in my hands.

After grandma left, Auntie Evans came in and continued feeding me.