She hadn’t thought about relying on the Lawrence Family for anything. She was just visiting out of respect for Enna, simply as a junior visiting a sick elder in a friend’s family.
When ntioning Old Master Lawrence, Enna Clark’s expression lightened a bit, and she said with a smile, "Grandpa is doing much better recently. With Gigi around, his mood and appetite have both improved considerably these past few days. Even the doctor ntioned that continuing like this is beneficial for his recovery. I didn’t expect Gigi to be so helpful."
If it weren’t for Gigi sweet-talking Old Master Lawrence all day, keeping him too occupied to dwell on unhappy thoughts, perhaps his insomnia wouldn’t have eased so quickly.
The fact that the old master had a habit of insomnia was a secret that the housekeeper had only told her the day before yesterday.
Insomnia is not a good habit. Having insomnia occasionally when young isn’t much of an issue, but as one grows older, if it persists, the body’s resistance will decline.
Old Master Lawrence has been ill these days, and if his resistance were to decline further, his condition would only worsen.
Olivia Lewis had a look of ’I knew it,’ "Of course Gigi is helpful. I played with Gigi a few tis. Honestly, that little one’s sweet mouth could charm birds from the sky, let alone your old master. She’s so adorable that I want to steal her ho, but unfortunately, I don’t dare. Your man is too fierce. I’m afraid he’d finish off."
She patted her chest, as if Baron Lawrence was really about to shoot her.
Enna Clark chuckled at her, "You’re exaggerating."
"Co on, I’m just telling the truth, okay? Who knows where your Gigi inherited it from? You’re not exactly the soft and cute type. Young Master Lawrence..." Olivia’s mind flashed to the man’s domineering and stern eyes, and she shivered instantly, "Forget Young Master Lawrence, he’s even less likely to be the soft and cute type. You two waterlons giving birth to a small pot of honey, it defies human genetics. If I didn’t know you well and knowing of your man’s obsessiveness, I would’ve suspected you had an affair with so sweet-talking puppy to have such a sweet, close little honey coat like Gigi."
Two waterlons...
Enna’s mouth twitched a bit, "You’re overthinking it. Gigi’s personality turning out this way must be largely related to Bobby."
"My little Bobby?"
She rubbed her temples helplessly, unsure of how to describe those siblings, "Bobby usually likes to boss Gigi around, and he’s quite strict. The little one has been afraid of him since she was young. Even before she could properly talk, she’d been bullied by her brother a few tis. As she grew older, she developed this damn-leg personality."
Initially, Gigi was just a little sweet-talker following Bobby around, but she eventually realized that just flattering her brother wasn’t enough—her brother would still take away her candies. So she started expanding her flattery territory. Basically, everyone around her would get a taste of her sweet talk. And each ti, she wouldn’t flatter for nothing, always managing to coax so benefits for herself from those around her. As a result, she beca even more of a sweet-talker, and her little mouth even sweeter. By now, she’s gotten to the point where she can charm anyone she ets...
You can clearly see this from the way she’s winning over most of the dical staff in the hospital’s inpatient departnt these days.
"So strictly speaking, Gigi’s personality was shaped by her brother," concluded Enna Clark.
Olivia Lewis listened in stunned amazent, "Oh gosh, so that’s how it is."
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