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Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 172

She felt like a pathetic clown.

“Veronica, let’s go!”

Marianne couldn’t bear the shame any longer and grabbed Veronica to leave.

Veronica took one last look at Grace.

Biting her lip, tears welling in her eyes, Veronica turned and fled the scene in disgrace.

With the troublemakers gone, the atmosphere in the banquet hall remained tense.

Everyone was waiting to see what would happen next.

Mrs. Clarke had left, but the old Mrs. Clarke had yet to say a word.

Just then, the old Mrs. Clarke, who had been sitting silently at the head table, tapped her cane heavily on the floor.

“What are you all standing around for?”

“This is my birthday banquet, not a flea market!”

The matriarch was eighty years old, but she was full of vigor.

Her eyes fell on Grace.

“Child, come here.”

Grace’s heart skipped a beat.

Old Mrs. Clarke was the anchor of the Clarke family and the person Damien respected most.

Today was her birthday, but after that scene…

What if the old woman disliked her because of it…

Damien squeezed her hand, giving her an encouraging look.

“Don’t be afraid. My grandmother is very kind.”

Grace took a deep breath, gathered her skirt, and walked step by step to the old woman’s side.

“Grandma.”

She said the word obediently.

The old woman looked her up and down, her gaze sharp.

“I hear you have a gift for me?”

Grace nodded and took a simple, unadorned rosewood box from her purse.

It had no expensive wrapping.

It even looked a little plain.

The people around them started whispering again.

“What kind of gift is that? It looks so cheap.”

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