Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 990

Leona frowned. "Grandpa's leaving for Victory Pass tomorrow. He's getting older, and after this, who knows when we'll see him again? He spent his 70th birthday alone at Sullivan Estate. Don't you want to go have a meal with him and wish him a long life?"

Heather wiped away her tears. "No, I can't go. And anyway, Carissa should have been the one to celebrate with him on his 70th birthday…"

Leona's anger flared. "Mom, you should know that Cari couldn't see him on his birthday or celebrate it with him. The negotiations hadn't even started then, and His Majesty hadn't made his decision. How could she possibly have done such an inappropriate thing at such an inappropriate time?"

Heather dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, choking up as she spoke, "Well, it's all over now. A meal now isn't the same as on his actual birthday. I didn't go then, but when he returned to the capital, I did try to visit. Unfortunately, someone was guarding the door and wouldn't let me in. At least I made the effort."

Though Leona had managed to find peace in her heart over the past few days, hearing her mom speak so callously left her speechless with anger.

"Fine." Leona shook her head, disappointment in her eyes. "I thought you were just weak, but I never imagined you'd be so cold. If you don't want to go, I won't force you."

Heather buried her face in her hands, nearly breaking down in tears. "Why is it so important to see him? Why don't you care about me? Your dad doesn't want me anymore. He left the manor empty and took everything with him. He left me with nothing. I have nothing now."

Leona had been about to walk away, but seeing her mom cry so painfully, she couldn't help but try one last time to reason with her.

"We can look into Dad's situation separately. It won't stop you from seeing Grandpa. He's leaving tomorrow for Victory Pass. I'm sorry to say this, but if you don't see him now, you may never get the chance again. Besides, Grandpa is your family. Now that you're in trouble, isn't this the perfect time to ask him for help?" she suggested.

"He won't help me," Heather said, wiping away her tears. But the more she tried, the more they flowed. "Your grandfather will only be angry with me for how I treated your aunt and Carrisa, and your third aunt won't look at me kindly either."

Heather shook her head vigorously. "No, I can't go. Tell your grandfather… Tell him I'm ill and bedridden."

"If Grandpa believes you're really too sick to move, do you think he won't come see you? He might be angry, but you're his daughter—his own flesh and blood. Not everyone is as cold as you."

Heather's eyes were filled with sorrow. "It doesn't matter whether he believes it or not. Just go, please, go now. When they leave the capital, you should come back and stay with me. I'm afraid, Leona. I don't know what's going to happen."

Leona left, her heart heavy with disappointment.