When the Dead Still Call novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304 Cameo

In the serene and timeless courtyard of the Jordan Estate, an elegant elderly woman reclined gracefully in a beautifully carved wooden chair. The intricate patterns of the chair complemented her poised demeanor perfectly.

She was dressed in a deep emerald gown adorned with subtle, delicate designs that shimmered faintly in the soft daylight. On her wrists, a pair of slender bangles caught the light, adding a gentle sparkle to her refined appearance.

Though she was well into her sixties, her hair retained a healthy luster, with only a few silver strands near her temples betraying the years she had lived. These touches of gray only enhanced her composed sophistication, lending her an air of quiet dignity.

Her face was smooth and full, framed by soft lines that spoke of wisdom and grace. Her eyes shone with kindness and warmth, and her lips naturally curved into a gentle, reassuring smile.

There was a timeless elegance about her, one that spoke of noble heritage and the quiet strength that comes with age. Anyone who looked at her could instantly sense the calm, refined aura she radiated without effort.

“Hmph! Grandma, you won’t believe what happened today!” Brielle exclaimed, her voice tinged with frustration as she puffed out her cheeks. “We were in Ms. Scott’s sommelier class, and guess who we ran into? That adopted daughter from the Nygard family!”

The older woman raised an eyebrow but said nothing, listening patiently.

Brielle continued, her irritation growing. “That adopted girl isn’t the problem. It’s her sister, Amelia — the Nygards’ legitimate daughter. She’s trying to flirt with Jeremy!”

She crossed her arms, clearly upset. “The Currans and our family already have a marriage pact. What right does Amelia have to interfere? It’s completely inappropriate!”

The elderly woman’s brows lifted slightly in acknowledgment. “So that’s how things stand.”

Brielle’s voice dropped to a whisper, almost conspiratorial. “And that’s not all. Amelia’s dragging Jeremy into some variety show, and he actually agreed to go along with it.”

Since hearing the news earlier that day, Brielle had been restless, unable to calm herself until she could confide in her grandmother. As the younger cousin, she felt a fierce protectiveness toward Sabrina, unwilling to watch her older cousin be overshadowed or mistreated.

Sabrina was exceptional — brilliant, stunning, nearly flawless in every way. The idea that a troublemaker like Amelia could even try to outshine her was absurd.

The old woman gave a small sigh. “Enough, Brielle. Don’t trouble your grandmother over something so trivial.”

Sabrina, who had been quietly listening until then, finally spoke in a soft, soothing tone, trying to ease her cousin’s worries. “It’s not worth getting worked up over.”

Brielle shot her a sharp look. “How can you say that? This isn’t trivial — it’s about your entire future.”

The elderly woman frowned, her eyes narrowing slightly as she leaned forward. “Your cousin is right. This is serious.”

Brielle nodded emphatically. “Exactly! It’s not something small at all.”

The grandmother’s gaze shifted to Sabrina. “What do you think? Should I call the lady of the Currans? Or maybe speak to your parents?”

Sabrina hesitated. “No, that won’t be necessary. It’s not that serious. Let’s not bother Mom and Dad.”

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