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Chapter 56 Grace's Disdain for Kendrick
Chapter 56 Grace's Disdain for Kendrick
Chapter 56 Grace's Disdain for Kendrick
Grace debunked, "These are all the cubilose left in the kitchen, and Mr. Ramsey doesn't like to eat
such food much."
Natalie glanced at her and said, "Are you going to change them for me or not?"
Grace did not concede. "Mr. Ramsey is a junior and should give way to the elders."
Natalie wanted to ask if Brett and Maggie were here, whether Grace would still dare to say so.
Grace felt that Natalie was annoying and continued indifferently, "If you think we are treating Mr.
Ramsey differently, I will explain to him myself. Mr. Ramsey has a good temper and will not care about
these things."
Hearing this, Natalie thought with anger, "He has a good temper and doesn't care about all this?
How dare she say that?
I'm really on the verge of a flare-up.
I can't stand it anymore!
These people disdain him at home because he has a good temper, or say, he is too sensible. It is
obvious that they treat him differently, but they even look like they have done nothing wrong."
Grace's explanation was to go to Kendrick and say that because he didn't seem to like cubilose very
much, so she hadn't prepared it for him.
Kendrick would naturally not tangle in such matters.
Or he was already used to it.
He knew the nature of these people well.
That was why he seldom came back.
Grace glanced coldly at Natalie and paid no further attention to her. She turned and ordered the cooks,
"Is the cassava and sweet potato congee for Mr. Seth ready? Hurry up!"
Hearing this, Natalie said in her heart, "Cassava and sweet potato congee?
Elderly people have bad intestines. They should eat less cassava and other similar food to avoid
intestinal flatulence."
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"But what does it have to do with me?" she sneered in her mind.
She then went out with the two bowls of milky cubilose.
At that moment, Seth and Nancy were already sitting at the dinner table.
Only Melvin was not there.
Seth asked, "Melvin fell in the kitchen last night. Is he alright?"
"Really? He is not supposed to be so careless." Nancy smiled lightly. "Dad, don't worry. He's probably
alright, otherwise he would have already called 911. After all, when he was a kid, he would cry in front
of you all day with just a cut in his hand."
Seth looked upstairs and said nothing.
After a while, Grace came up with a bowl of cassava and sweet potato congee.
Seth asked, "Who cleaned the kitchen last night?"
"Me," said Grace.
"You should have checked more carefully!" Seth scolded, "Melvin slipped in the kitchen last night."
"But nobody enters the kitchen except me," Grace was still quibbling.
Kendrick said, "Grace, you should check everywhere in the Ramsey's mansion in the evening. Do not
repeat last night, for everyone's sake and your own safety. After all, you've aged, too. Be careful and
take notes of things that are easy to forget."
Unconsciously, the blame shifted to Grace.
Grace didn't know what to say and could only nod.
Kendrick kept his eyes on the cubilose in front of him.
Meanwhile, he thought, "Look at its quality.
How dare she try to fool me?"
Seth waved his hand, motioning Grace to go.
He was fidgety and frowning.
He slowly ate the congee, and after a while, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach, with a feeling of
flatulence.
Natalie saw at a glance that he did not look well.
"What's wrong, Grandpa? Are you sick?"
Seth laid his hand on the table and frowned tightly. "My stomach hurts a little."
Natalie didn't expect the flatulence to act up so quickly.
It was supposed to be a probabilistic event.
However, once it happened, it was 100%.
"Dad, go and sit on the sofa, and I'll call the family doctor to come and have a look."
Seth's face was sallow, and he could be seen to be in great pain.
Natalie immediately got up and said, "Grandpa, let me help you to sit on the sofa."
When he sat down, she asked, "Which part of your body hurts? Your stomach or somewhere else?"
Seth pointed to his stomach. He was too sore to speak.
Nancy followed over and asked, "Is there a problem with the food prepared in the kitchen?" Then she
shouted, "Grace, Grace, come here."
Grace ran over, and after she saw the situation, she said hurriedly, "What happened to Mr. Seth?"
"That's what I want to ask you!" Nancy said in a sharp voice, "Dad was still fine in the morning. After
eating the congee you brought to him, he suddenly had a stomachache. Tell me, did you put anything
dirty in it?"
"Ms. Nancy, you can't wrong me. I have worked in this family for 20 years and have not done anything
wrong, but in the morning..."
"What happened in the morning?"
"Mrs. Ramsey entered the kitchen. I don't know if it was..."
Natalie could not believe that Grace had actually shifted the blame to her.
Kendrick said coldly, "Grace, you are responsible for what you say!"
Grace was aggrieved. "I didn't lie."
Nancy cleared her throat and said, "Let's wait for the doctor to come and have a look!"
Seth leaned back on the sofa, looking sick.
Abdominal flatulence was extremely painful.
In severe cases, people would even cover their stomachs and roll around.
Seth must have also felt the pain, but he only frowned.
He was indeed a man who felt no pain even when a bullet struck him.
Natalie asked, "Is it abdominal flatulence? Grandpa, let me do a massage for you!"
Natalie stretched out her hand and pressed it under his ribs.
Seth frowned in pain.
"Does it hurt very much here?" Natalie said softly, "Grandpa, please bear it."
Abdominal flatulence was not a serious disease, nor did it need to be treated by a doctor, as long as a
proper massage was applied.
It was just that a massage to cure flatulence hurt a little.
Natalie massaged the position under Seth's ribs in a clockwise direction several times.
"Grandpa, do you feel better?"
Seth nodded.
He belched.
Then he felt less pain.
"Massage it for a little while more. It doesn't seem to hurt anymore," said Seth.
Nancy had called the family doctor.
Now the doctor had arrived.
"Mr. Seth, how do you feel now?"
Seth sat up straight and said, "I'm OK. It doesn't hurt now."
Natalie said, "Grandpa may have abdominal flatulence. I helped him massage to relieve the pain, but
for his safety, please check him again!"
The family doctor examined Seth again and said, "It's really abdominal flatulence. Please tell me Mr.
Seth's recent diet."
"Grandpa had some cassava and sweet potato congee in the morning. Is there a problem?" Natalie
said in a loud voice, afraid that the doctor could not hear her.
"Elderly people have bad intestines. They should eat less milk, bean curd, cassava, and such food."
The doctor said seriously, "I've listed them in the dietary restrictions I wrote last time. Luckily, Mrs.
Ramsey massaged properly to help Mr. Seth relieve the pain, so it is not a big problem for the time
being. Just remember the food to be avoided in the future."
Natalie said, "Thank you, doctor. It's good that it's not food poisoning."
She poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Seth. Then she said humbly, "Grandpa, please
drink some water."
While helping Seth to smooth his breath, she said, "I used to have flatulence, and I even rolled on the
ground in pain. Grandpa, you just frowned even though it hurt so much just now. You are really a tough
man, as if you were not afraid of pain at all. When can I be as strong-willed as you?"
When hearing that she was flattering again, Kendrick smiled faintly.
"But..." Natalie suddenly changed the topic, "Grandpa, you shouldn't have suffered from this."
She turned to look at Grace. Her cold gaze was as sharp as a blade, and it made Grace stiff with fear.