Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 295
Hanging out with them felt like a breath of fresh air
After a good chat, I pulled a measuring tape from my bag to take Adah’s measurements.
Gregory directed. “Ms. Webster could you also measure Ramona while you’re at it?”
I agreed without a second thought, “Sure.”
Having more people meant getting to work on more designs. I was over the moon about that
Ramona waved her hand. “I don’t need it”
“Ramonal Gregory interrupted, convincing her, “If you refuse, wouldn’t it seem like I’m playing favorites?”
“Okay, you got it.” Ramona conceded with a laugh.
As I finished measuring, the butler came to announce dinner was ready. However, Gregory had to leave due to an urgent phone
call. Before leaving, he handed me a room key.
I felt it was also time for me to leave. “I should probably head out with you”
“Jane,” Adah said warmly, insisting, “Don’t worry about him. Stay and have dinner. After we eat, Ill arrange for a driver to take
you to the hotel.”
“You see, my grandma is very approachable, but she rarely invites people over for dinner.”
Gregory grinned sheepishly. “Can I ask for this favor?”
I had no choice but to agree
The table was laden with a lavish spread, half made up of easily digestible food suitable for the elderly ladies and the other half
consisting of beef, lamb, and seafood.
Adah took the lead: “Jane, make yourself at home. Help yourself.”
“Sure” I smiled obediently

Maybe it was a longing for familial warmth. In the presence of such kind elders, I naturally behaved myself. Near the end of the
meal, the servants brought out individual desserts.
I took a bite without thinking, only to realize something was off. I discreetly spat it out into a napkin.
Ramona caught the moment. She always seemed gentle, but unlike Adah’s easiness, she was somewhat distant with strangers.
Her eyes flickered with interest, speaking to me directly for the first time, “Ms. Webster, do you not like peanuts?”
“It’s not that.” I smiled awkwardly, explaining. Tim allergic to peanuts.”
Ramona’s grip on her spoon tightened as she asked, “Have you been allergic since childhood?”
“Yes,” I replied honestly.
Ramona’s gaze softened toward me, sighing. “My granddaughter is also allergic to peanuts.”
Linstinctively followed up. “Dorothy?”
“No, the rightful heiress of the Myers family” Adah handed Ramona a tissue, cutting to the chase. “Lily’s been gone for ages now,
and you’re the only one in the Myers family who still keeps her close to your heart.”
“I do!” Ramona dabbed at her eyes. “She’s my granddaughter delivered by my own hands. Bom prematurely by two months, so
tiny, I feared she wouldn’t make it
That was when I learned Ramona was an obstetrician.
Adah seemed moved, too, her eyes reddening. “It’s a shame, such a fate for a girl bom into a family like the Myers, yet enjoyed
any of it
“True.” Ramona sighed deeply, a mix of affection and helplessness, “The ones who should be enjoying life aren’t, and t shouldn’t
be are.”
As an outsider, it felt somewhat awkward to interrupt. But somehow, seeing Ramona like that, I felt a pang of empathy and
offered. “Ramona, they say fortune and disaster are two sides of the same coin. Maybe Ms. Myers is also living a good life now.”

“Ah, let’s hope your words come true. Ramona clasped her hands. “All these years, I’ve been doing charity work, hoping it would
somehow make up for everything and bring Lily some protection from above.”