Go Back and I Rule There novel Chapter 46

Dr. Lopez paused.

He glanced over at the young master of the “Martinez” family, who was also listening. He wasn’t sure if what he was about to say would tarnish her image in her patient’s eyes.

But Rosalind just tilted her chin, signaling for him to continue.

Dr. Lopez lowered his voice. “I heard from my grandfather that she was a rising star back then. The Yates family was originally average, but she was incredibly talented and cured many difficult cases. Then, I don’t know if she got too arrogant, but she and the Gonzalez family took on the same patient. She insisted on using her own methods and ended up killing the person…”

Fearing the old woman might come out, Dr. Lopez leaned in closer. “It caused a huge scandal at the time. If it weren't for someone from Prax vouching for your grandmother, she might have gone to jail. But things couldn't just be swept under the rug; it was bad for everyone’s reputation. The Gonzalez family proposed that she be expelled from the alliance of medical families, and then… I honestly never imagined that Megan was your grandmother.”

After he finished, Rosalind simply raised an eyebrow. “Where else would I have learned my skills? Was I born with them?”

Dr. Lopez rubbed his chin. “That’s true.”

Rosalind then turned her head. “Who did you say got arrogant?”

Dr. Lopez stammered, “Me, me, I got arrogant!”

He had just seen her in action. After that kick, how did George even manage to stand up?

It was strange. Logically, he shouldn’t have been able to walk away from that unscathed...

Rosalind didn’t say anything more to him, just flicked the invitation between her fingers, her voice soft. “Go start the fire. It’s time to cook dinner.”

She acted as if nothing had happened.

David, however, had noticed the invitation in her hand. He quietly approached Warner from behind. “Young Master, the invitation she is holding… I think it’s a fake.”

He had been the one to distribute the official invitations from the Turner family to all the major families. He was, of course, familiar with them.

Warner’s deep eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable. “Steal the fake one and put a real one in her bag.”

David’s heart pounded in his chest. He didn’t dare say another word. The young master was siding with her. He needed to prepare accordingly…

In the courtyard, under the tree, a large cast-iron pot had been set up.

Mrs. Yates Sr. was about to start the fire when Rosalind gently pushed her back into a rocking chair. “Grandma, you rest today. I’ll cook.”

“You?” Mrs. Yates Sr. was clearly skeptical. “You’re a picky eater, but can you actually cook?”

Rosalind handed her a teapot, some sunflower seeds, and a fan. “Let me try. You just watch and direct me.”

Mrs. Yates Sr. chuckled. “Alright. Let’s see what my dear granddaughter can do.”

Rosalind didn't waste any time. She worked quickly. While the soup simmered, she was already prepping the main course.