I Returned to the Day He Brought His First Love Home Chapter 84: Grace Winslow Is Being Kept by an Old Man?

After a few rounds of drinks.

It was already getting dark.

Oscar Osborne checked the ti and said softly to Grace, "Grace, you need to head ho soon. It’s already dark, and it won’t be safe if you leave any later. I’ll take you back."

"No, don’t worry about it. I’ll have my driver take her ho," Ethan Grant said, pulling Oscar Osborne back. "Director Osborne, let’s have a couple more drinks."

Oscar Osborne couldn’t refuse and reluctantly agreed.

Ethan Grant had his driver co over and take Grace ho.

When the car pulled up in front of Grace’s apartnt building, it drew the attention of all the neighbors, both upstairs and down.

Seeing Grace step out of the sedan, many of the onlookers’ eyes turned red with envy.

"What kind of tricks does that Grace Winslow have up her sleeve? How did she manage to latch onto a rich man so soon after her divorce?"

"That car can’t be cheap. I bet he’s so old man. She’s so shaless."

"Look at the driver! He’s certainly not young—looks even older than Gregory Winslow. If Gregory found out, he’d probably have a fit."

"Tsk tsk. So what if he’s old? The man has a car and is loaded. If Grace marries him, she might even get to be an instant mom."

"HAHAHA..."

Jealousy was a nasty affliction in those days.

If Grace’s life had remained miserable, no one would have thought much of it.

At most, they would have made her the subject of idle gossip, treating her as a joke.

But now, seeing that Grace seed to be on the verge of a better life, they were all suddenly overco with resentnt.

Irene Lynch was in the kitchen cooking when a busybody personally knocked on her door to give her the news.

"Irene, your daughter Grace is really sothing else! She’s seduced an old man and even brought him to your doorstep. You’ll probably be accepting a new son-in-law very soon."

"That’s right! The man is ancient, even older than your Gregory. You guys are so fortunate."

"Hurry out and see for yourself! He’s right downstairs."

Irene Lynch was utterly confused. She wiped her hands and hurried out of her apartnt.

Looking down, she saw Grace standing downstairs, just as they’d said, next to a car.

Just then, the driver’s side door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties stepped out. He handed Grace a bag.

Grace accepted it with a smile. The man said his goodbyes, got back into the car, and drove off.

Soone next to Irene Lynch jabbed her arm. "See? Doesn’t that man look like he’s almost fifty? Older than your Gregory, isn’t he?"

"What a blessing, Irene. When they get married, I wonder if your new son-in-law will treat you like a sister or call you ’Mom’."

"HAHAHA..."

The crowd around them erupted in laughter.

Irene Lynch’s face darkened. Wiping her hands, she ran downstairs.

Grace was still injured and moving slowly, so she had only made it a third of the way up the stairs by the ti Irene Lynch reached the ground floor.

"Mom? What are you doing down here?" Grace asked, surprised to see Irene Lynch.

Irene Lynch went over to help her. "Who was that who just dropped you off?"

"I had a business eting at the Bureau of Comrce today, and we grabbed dinner afterward. It got a little late, so Chief Grant had his driver bring ho. Why? What’s wrong?" Grace explained casually.

Irene Lynch helped her walk up the stairs.

"I knew it! Those people just love to wag their tongues. Just you wait, I’ll go and rip their mouths clean off! People with filthy minds see filth in everything!" Irene Lynch cursed bitterly.

As soon as Grace heard that, she understood what had happened.

It was undoubtedly those gossips, wagging their tongues behind her back again.

’They must have been dying of jealousy when they saw pull up in a car.’