Chapter 82

After Eira left, Alexander stood outside Margaret's hospital room. He took a deep breath before pushing the door open. He walked over to his grandmother's bedside and called softly, "Grandma." Margaret gave him a look and was silent for a moment before speaking gently, "Alex... do you really not have feelings for Eira?" Alexander froze briefly, then quickly replied, "Never did." Hearing that, Margaret let out a small sigh, like she was finally letting go of something. "From now on, you can marry whoever you want, but just remember-Sophia will never be the woman of the Brooks family." It wasn't exactly fair to Sophia, but Alexander knew his grandma had already compromised. He hesitated for a second, then nodded. "Got it." Neither of them noticed that the door hadn't fully closed. A cold, resentful gaze peeked in from outside- Sophia, fists clenched, stood seething in the hallway, replaying Margaret's words over and over. Her eyes were filled with spite. "That old witch..." A voice sudde