Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 9 - 9: Called Him Grandpa!

Chapter 9: Called Him Grandpa!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

George scoffed. He loosened his tie and raised his hand to make a “stop” gesture. The Walton brothers imdiately stopped. Eric held the steel bar and narrowed his eyes.

When Jonathan felt them stop, he thought that his threat had worked.

However, in the next second, a steel bar smashed viciously into his calf!

“Ah!” Jonathan’s screams echoed in the underground parking lot.

Jonathan was hospitalized. Before he could walk out of the hospital, he was carried back on a stretcher. His entire body was covered in injuries. The most infuriating thing was that he did not know who did it. He could not find any information! Not only did the other party not leave any evidence behind, but they also made Jonathan suffer such a huge loss. Jonathan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Rebecca was crying in front of Jonathan’s bed. “Hubby, are you feeling better?” Jonathan didn’t open his eyes. If he opened his eyes, he would definitely see the perfunctory look in Rebecca’s eyes. Rebecca was still wearing a hospital gown, and she looked very concerned, but she felt very uneasy. She also heard the news that Alia, that illegitimate child, suddenly beca the young miss of the Walton family! When Old Madam Miller told her about it yesterday, she had a bad premonition. Of course the miscarriage wasn’t caused by Alia, she fell down herself. The Miller family was in an economic crisis, and Jonathan was about to go bankrupt. He even borrowed a lot of money from loan sharks. Rebecca didn’t want to be tied to the Miller family because of the baby in her stomach. She was so young and beautiful, so she could find soone richer than Jonathan, so she couldn’t keep this child. It would be difficult for her to get married again if she had a child, so she had to abort the baby in her stomach. Hence, that was why there was the show of Alia pushing her down.

Initially, Rebecca thought that Alia was just a weed without a father and a mother, and the Miller family had never treated her well. When Jonathan was drunk, he even told Rebecca that Alia was a disgrace to him and wanted her to die as soon as possible. Therefore, she using Alia’s hand to help to abort the baby in her stomach had no risks at all. However, she didn’t expect Alia to have a relationship with the Walton family, which was one of the legendary four great families! Rebecca was scared, and she was afraid that what she did would be exposed. She had to think of a way to prevent Alia from telling the truth…

In the VIP ward, Alia opened her eyes again, but there was no one in the ward. She lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in her eyes. So her uncles had left, and they didn’t want her anymore? She felt insecure and curled up into a ball, her small face full of loneliness.

At this mont, the door of the ward creaked, and Andrew walked in lightly. Alia’s eyes lit up again.

Old Master Walton felt that having too many people crowded in the hospital room would affect the air quality, so everyone went to the living room outside to rest. As a doctor, Andrew felt that Alia should be waking up around this ti, so he ca in to check. When he saw Alia with her eyes open on the bed looking at him, he smiled and said softly: “Mia, are you feeling better now? Little Uncle prepared breakfast for you. Do you want to have a bite?”

Alia nodded.

Andrew imdiately got soone to bring breakfast in. The Walton family mbers outside were also woken up by the commotion and surrounded them. Old Master Walton asked carefully, “What does Mia want to eat? There are soup dumplings, custard buns, century egg lean at porridge, and sweet and sour

pork ribs.”

The impatient Eric barged in and said, “These things are too light. Mia, do you want beef noodles? Beef noodles are super delicious!”

Old Master Walton hit Eric’s calf with his walking stick and reprimanded, “Beef noodles? Mia hasn’t recovered yet, how can she eat beef noodles!” After saying that, he picked up the century egg and lean at porridge and handed it over. “Mia, let’s eat porridge first, okay? This porridge has been brewed for more than two hours. It’s very delicious.”

Henry picked up the custard bun at the side and smiled gently. “Mia can eat the custard bun too. It’s sweet.”

Alia looked around and for so reason, she felt like crying. Was this family? Did she… really have family now? Alia sniffed and said carefully: “Grandpa… I want porridge.”

The old man’s eyes reddened at once, because of Alia calling him ‘Grandpa,’ and because of Alia’s careful attitude. He wiped his eyes and nodded quickly:

“Okay, okay, okay, drink porridge, drink porridge..”