HPDBC Chapter 286 There remain no regrets when the time comes.
Chapter 286 There remain no regrets when the time comes.
"Granna, Mom I was all alone at home. Can I stay with you?" Although words came soft and pitiful, the little girl stared at Brenda with the confidence that often accompanies pride, as if even in a pitiful state she couldn't let anyone pity her. "I have already completed my homework. I won't disturb you rather I would learn from you."
Brenda quirked her brows at those last words as she couldn't help but ask, her words full of amusement. "You want to learn from me?"
The little girl nodded without any reservation. "Of course, if Arwen tags along Granna, she would see her business and when she sees her do business, she will definitely learn it well."
The logic was feasible, but it still brought a chuckle out of Brenda because no matter how logical those reasons seemed, coming out from the mouth of a four-year-old, it still felt fun.
When the little girl saw her grandmother laughing, she pouted and asked, "Why are you laughing, Granna? I am being serious."
Brenda stared at the little one, holding back her smile and then making her expression go serious. "Business rule number 1: Don't do anything that will incur you a loss."
The little girl blinked. "Loss?" she asked innocently as the words were difficult to understand at her young age.
"Yes, a loss," Brenda repeated. "If I teach you and you learn everything, it's you who gained the knowledge, while I benefit nothing. Then doesn't that mean that I made a loss?"
The girl didn't respond immediately. But she did listen to it intently. Pondering for a moment about it, she slowly said, "Not benefitting from a situation doesn't mean a complete loss. It means there is still room to find the benefit."
Her words paused Brenda for a moment. She halted at her words as she stared at her, waiting for her to continue. "If Granna doesn't want to make the loss, then she can use me in future. I heard Mom once discussing with Dad that an investment today will give the returns tomorrow. I can be Granna's investment."
"Meds?" Arwen asked, slightly taken aback. Looking between Margaret and her grandmother, she asked, "Granna, what's wrong? What meds are you taking? Are you unwell?"
Even though her grandmother looked as elegant and charismatic as before, Arwen felt that since the last time she saw her, she was looking frailer and weaker. The last time when she asked about it, she had refused to accept. But today, hearing Margaret taking medicines so seriously, she could strike out the possibility of something serious.
Brenda didn't answer and when Arwen saw her keeping mum, her brows tugged in a frown. She turned to Margaret and asked, "Aunt Margaret, you tell me what's wrong? Is Granna unwell?"
Margaret's brows also drew together. She didn't intend to go against the old lady's instructions, but she couldn't hold back her concern.
"Young Miss, Madam is —" As Margaret was thinking of the way to explain, Brenda interrupted her.
"Margaret, enough!" she snapped. "If you speak like that you will scare her when there is nothing to be scared of. Since when did you start being so dramatic?"
Arwen frowned not understanding.
Brenda then turned to look at her and said, "And Wennie, you ... why are you getting over-hyper? I am not dying tomorrow." She then paused and carefully said, "Though I have always refused to accept that I am growing old, my body doesn't want to refuse it anymore. So, it has started to rebel against me recently. Hence to coax it back, I have to take the medicines. There is nothing serious, so don't worry about it yet."
Although she explained it well, Arwen still couldn't bring herself to believe it. Turning to glance at Margaret, she asked, "Aunt Margaret, you tell me, is there truly nothing to worry about?"
Margaret didn't want to lie. After all, no one better than her knew how bad was the old lady's state. She believed that it would be better if Arwen comes to knows about her grandmother's state in time, so that there remain no regrets when the time comes.