Chapter 267

"I've said it a hundred times—anyone from the Fleming family shouldn't come visit me, or bad luck will follow!" Gordon Jenkins declared, his expression dead serious. Delia Fleming felt completely helpless. For someone her age, she really didn't subscribe to all this superstitious stuff. But Gordon wouldn't let it go. "You’ve got to find something to, you know, balance the bad luck, or it's gonna affect him—and those around him. Which means you guys." "That's probably... not necessary~," Delia wanted so badly to argue with the old man about how outdated and absurd his ideas were. But seeing he was still sick, she decided against it. "Okay, okay, Grandpa Gordon, I get it. I’ll talk to Aunt Edith about it in a bit, all right?" “Mhmm.” Gordon's eyes suddenly lit up. “Oh wait! Delia, Noah doesn’t have a girlfriend, does he?” Delia hesitated, “…No, he doesn’t.” “Not married either, right?” “Nope.” “No fiancée or anything?” She raised her brows. “Correct.” “Great!” Gordon slapped his thigh wi