The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 170: Taking Grandma to Watch Handsome Guys
Passersby noticed and couldn’t help but praise them out loud:
"Whose child is that? He speaks so clearly and logically for his age. He’s practically a little prodigy!"
Susan Hughes also praised him repeatedly. "Ian is truly amazing!"
After a few laps around the park, Susan Hughes’s spirits began to lift.
The park was well-equipped with various facilities. In the center was a vast basketball court where you could faintly see young men in jerseys, drenched in sweat, their jump shots clean and cool.
Seeing that Susan Hughes seemed interested, Naomi Kenway pushed her wheelchair toward the basketball court.
Susan Hughes was a little surprised.
Naomi Kenway smiled. "I hear watching handsome guys can put you in a good mood. Let’s go take a look together."
Susan Hughes readily agreed, sizing up the tall figures in the distance. "Ah, to be young is wonderful. So full of life, doing whatever you want..." She seemed to recall something. "Ethan was a great basketball player, too. He was the team captain back in school and won many championships! When he has time, you should have him play for you."
Naomi Kenway was genuinely stunned. She had no idea Ethan Shaw could play basketball. She’d always thought his favorite pastime was reading in a coffee shop. ’It seems my understanding of him is quite shallow,’ she thought.
Naomi Kenway and Ethan Shaw hadn’t graduated from the same university. Naomi had studied art at a renowned art academy, while Ethan had graduated from the University of Veridia. It was said there was still a plaque with his name on it at the school.
Ian’s eyes widened. "Daddy can play basketball?"
Susan Hughes said knowingly, "He probably hasn’t played in the last couple of years, has he? He’s also very good at soccer and volleyball. When he’s free, he should put on a show for you two!"
At first, Naomi Kenway found it incredible, but after thinking about it, it seemed quite reasonable. Ethan Shaw was tall with long legs, a perfect build for basketball.
Susan Hughes focused intently on the game, her voice tinged with delight. "Look at that kid with the headband! He looks just like a celebrity I really like!"
Naomi Kenway looked over as well. The player was agile, moving like a powerful panther.
"Grandma, which celebrity do you like?"
"His name is Lynn Woods. He’s a singer." She seemed to remember something. "Nia, you’re a celebrity too. If you ever run into him, remember to get me an autographed photo! I even went to one of his concerts years ago. It’s a bit of a hassle to get around these days now that I’m older, but I often see him on TV. He’s as charming as ever!"
Naomi Kenway smiled and agreed. "Don’t worry, Grandma. I’ll definitely get that autograph for you."
Ten minutes later, the game ended. Perhaps their small group stood out, as a few players walked over. "Ma’am, did you come to watch us play?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Susan Hughes nodded. "You all play very well. Just a tiny bit worse than my grandson."
Hearing her witty remark, the players all laughed.
Their true purpose was soon revealed—they wanted to ask for Naomi Kenway’s contact information.
Susan Hughes quickly intervened, smiling. "Oh no, you can’t do that. This is my granddaughter-in-law. No one is good enough for her except my grandson!"
"She’s your granddaughter-in-law? Then this child..."
"This is my great-grandson. My granddaughter-in-law’s son."
The players left, disappointed.
It was now approaching evening, and Naomi Kenway decided to take Susan Hughes and Ian back to the old family home.
The temperature had dropped significantly. Naomi first draped a shawl over Susan Hughes, then put a light jacket on Ian.
As soon as they entered the old house, a group of servants came out to greet them. The butler breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Susan Hughes was safe and sound.
At dinner, Susan Hughes ate twice as much as usual. Normally, she would only have a few sips of porridge before putting down her chopsticks, but this time she finished the entire bowl and even ate a few delicate pastries.
June Chapman, who had been with Susan Hughes for many years, couldn’t help but sigh at the sight. "The mistress is finally willing to eat a little more."
Susan Hughes put down her chopsticks, still feeling a bit hungry, and ate another piece of pea-flour cake. "I find it strange, too. I suddenly feel a bit hungry..."
Half an hour later, Susan Hughes rubbed her head. "I think I’m getting a little tired. Jane, help me to my bedroom."
Naomi Kenway helped escort Susan Hughes into the bedroom.
*
The charity gala this time was particularly significant. Jane Chandler had won many items at the auction and donated a large amount of supplies to impoverished mountain regions in the name of her foundation. This act of philanthropy was eagerly reported by the media.
When Jane Chandler returned to the old family home, Jonathan Shaw was already waiting for her at the dining table.
She first took off her coat and handed it to a servant, then frowned as she looked toward the wooden staircase.
"Madam," the butler said, approaching her.
Jane Chandler asked, "How exactly did Naomi Kenway take care of Mother today?"
The butler recounted the day’s events.
Jane Chandler was shocked. "What did you say? Naomi Kenway took the old mistress to play mahjong and even pushed her to the park to watch people play basketball? What is she trying to do? Didn’t I tell her the old mistress needs to rest quietly? Why is she dragging her around for all this nonsense?! How could she do something so foolish! I bet she doesn’t want to take care of her and is just doing this to spite me!"
"Where is Naomi Kenway now?"
"She’s in the old mistress’s bedroom. She hasn’t come out yet."
Jane Chandler couldn’t sit still any longer. She stood up and walked straight toward the stairs.
Jonathan Shaw called out to her once, then had no choice but to follow behind her.
Jane Chandler stormed to Susan Hughes’s bedroom. She still maintained a sliver of decorum, not pushing the door open too forcefully, but she couldn’t hide her rage.
"Naomi Kenway, do you have any idea what you’re doing?!"
Naomi Kenway frowned, pressing a thumb to her lips. "Shh. Grandma’s asleep. If you have something to say, let’s talk outside."
Jane Chandler stared in disbelief. She took two steps forward and saw Susan Hughes sleeping with a serene and peaceful expression, her breathing even.
Jane Chandler immediately shut her mouth, her expression somewhat complicated.
Jonathan Shaw had already entered the bedroom. He took Jane Chandler’s hand and pulled her out.
Afraid of disturbing Susan Hughes’s rest, Naomi Kenway also left the room, carrying Ian.
Once they were in the living room, Jane Chandler finally raised her voice, asking suspiciously, "Did you give the old mistress sleeping pills? How could her body possibly handle such a dose?"
"Mother, you certainly have a vivid imagination. To hear you talk, you must have seen me give Grandma sleeping pills with your own eyes?"
"Isn’t it the truth? You were too lazy to bother taking care of the old mistress, so you just gave her sleeping pills. How else could she have fallen asleep so quickly? You’ve done plenty of infuriating things in the past, but I never thought you’d be so audacious as to harm her!"
Jonathan Shaw also frowned, a hint of disappointment in his eyes as he looked at Naomi Kenway.
Jane Chandler ordered a servant to call a doctor to check on Susan Hughes’s condition. Taking too many sleeping pills was dangerous.
As Jane Chandler continued her aggressive tirade, Ian subconsciously stepped in front of Naomi Kenway. "Don’t bully my mommy!"
"What’s going on?" Ethan Shaw asked as he walked in. He hadn’t expected to walk into such a scene. "Mom, you must have misunderstood something."
