Aria Rowlett saw that Madam Heath’s face was not very good, and the gaze towards her was no longer as loving and gentle as before.
Although it was not cold and detached either.
However, Aria could feel that Madam Heath’s attitude towards her seed to have deteriorated.
Aria’s unease deepened when she felt the restrained anger in Madam Heath’s eyes.
Brandon Heath’s withdrawal from the General Election must have made Madam Heath very angry.
Brandon held Aria’s hand and wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked forward. Smiling, he said to Madam Heath, "Grandma, what happened at ho? Ashton and Joanna are back too."
Madam Heath was still angry initially.
Seeing his seemingly clueless deanor as he feigned ignorance and asked her what had happened, she beca even more annoyed: "You’re asking what happened? Don’t you know deep down? Brandon, don’t you think you owe us an explanation? What exactly made you decide to withdraw from the General Election?"
"You’ve prepared for this election for so many years, and so has the Heath family. Your election was almost guaranteed, so why did you make such a choice at such a critical mont?"
"Do you know the impact that your actions will have on the Heath family?"
After listening to Madam Heath’s angry outburst, Brandon retained a calm deanor and gave a light smile, "So that’s what grandma is talking about. I thought sothing bad happened at ho."
"Isn’t this a terrible thing?" Madam Heath said angrily.
"Grandma, don’t be angry. Calm down," Brandon’s tone remained unhurried, "Grandma should know that I had my reasons for everything I did since I was a child."
"The sa goes for withdrawing from this election. I have my considerations. I think this is not a bad thing for or for the entire Heath family."
"Once people know that you’ve withdrawn from the election, they’ll think there’s a problem with the Heath family. By that ti, Heath Group’s stock market will also be shaken. Tell , how is this not a bad thing?"
"As long as grandma believes in , I will give an explanation."
Brandon didn’t say much more. He glanced at the crowd sitting in the hall, paused, and said, "Grandma, Aria usually sleeps at this ti. She’s tired now and needs rest. I’ll take her upstairs first, and then co down later to explain everything to you, okay?"
Madam Heath looked at Aria standing with a bulging belly, her face indeed showing fatigue. She fell silent and then nodded, "Alright, take her upstairs to rest first."
Anyway.
Aria was carrying the bloodline of the Heath family in her stomach.
They still had to let her take good care of her body now.
"Aria, let’s go," Brandon lowered his head and said softly to Aria. "You go upstairs and rest for a while."
Aria knew very well that Brandon was saying this so that she wouldn’t feel wronged.
He had said before that he would handle all the problems on his own.
She didn’t need to do anything.
Aria looked up at the man’s tender and caring eyes, gently nodded, and whispered with a bitten lip, "Grandma, I’ll go upstairs then."
"Alright, go ahead," Madam Heath’s tone was still flat, but she didn’t rebuke her nor did she seem to want to make things difficult for her.
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