There were many reasons Lola trusted Amala with so many things. After all, that woman was incredibly reliable, especially when it came to uncovering Lawrence’s wicked plans. Selling property to multiple buyers was a criminal offense.
It was fraud.
Yet, that was exactly what Lawrence was going to do... under Lola’s name. It was embarrassing to even tell anyone about it, especially Atlas, that her own father could do this to her. However, their history was so full of embarrassing moments that she couldn’t even call it that anymore.
At Chairman Lancaster’s Residence, Lola was led to the small farm where the chairman was spending his time feeding his chickens.
"Grandpa."
Chairman Lancaster paused, his hand halfway through throwing feed to his chickens. He turned to the voice, only to see a woman with a horse’s head.
"Lola!" The life in his eyes shone brightly, and he started to get up.
"It’s okay, Grandpa," Lola rushed to his side, holding his arm to keep him seated. Sitting on the folding chair beside him, she smiled behind her mask. "How have you been?"
The chairman frowned at her. "My granddaughter, why did you only visit me today? Is life hard again, hmm?"
"Hmm..."
"I told you if you’re having a hard time, just come to me!" he insisted. "Don’t you trust me anymore?"
No, I trust you, that’s why I’m here. It’s just that...
It was just that the chairman was very old now. She didn’t have the heart to bother him with things that could negatively affect his health. However, she never forgot to appreciate the man’s existence.
Slowly, Lola took off her mask, revealing a beautiful face with a soft smile. "Grandpa, I’ve been very lucky lately. Life isn’t as hard as it used to be."
Chairman Lancaster studied her face, his eyes softening. He reached out and cupped her cheek with his clean hand, smiling back at her.
"Is that the truth?"
"Yes, Grandpa."
He nodded in understanding. "I’m glad to hear that." He heaved a sigh of relief as he retrieved his hand. "I was worried about you, after all."
Lola pressed her lips together, not surprised that his reaction and treatment were the same with or without her mask. Only he would see beyond what was on her face. Unfortunately, people like him were rare because, in this world, people judge others based on their appearance first.
One good example of that was Derek Lancaster.
"Anyway, how are you, Grandpa?" she asked, going back to the main subject. "Have you been well?"
"I’m as strong as a cow—cough!" he coughed, making her reach to pat his back.
"Grandpa..."
"Lola." He sighed and looked up at her. "I am fine, my beautiful granddaughter."
"Your father and I... haha! I remember when your father and I used to stay at your farm," he said, laughing as he reminisced about the good moments of his life. "We used to leave the city and hide in your family farm to take care of pigs, chickens, and all sorts of animals there. Initially, he started it because he wanted to enter agriculture."
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