Chapter 143 Helen Garick Volkov

Helen sighed and helplessly shook her head. "These kids, I don't know what to do with them."

"W-What should I do now, madam?" Lokus inquired.

"Keep calling Andrew until he answers the call, don't stop. Lets see how long he can ignore it," she instructed.

Helen Garick Volkov was Andrew's maternal grandmother, who was one of the few people who genuinely loved him. Not only him, she also loved her other grandkids too, Owen and Elsa.

Helen was the only daughter of Franklin Garick, the infamous Italian mafia leader. At first, she was arranged to marry the eldest son of the Volkov family, Semion's elder brother. But when he ended up losing his life in an unfortunate event, she was married off to Semion.

The marriage was nothing but an unspoken bond of peace between the Garicks and the Volkov's.

Overtime, Helen and Semion did manage to get along and find love but their relationship wasn't that strong. It was filled with arguments and conflicts which eventually created a wedge between the husband and wife.

Coming from a very strong family background herself, Helen was not someone who could be easily bullied by her husband who always tried to dominate her. She always stood up against him and never gave in to his stupid advances.

"Madam, boss wants to know if you want to have lunch with him today."

"Why does he want to eat lunch with me today?" Helen suspiciously raised her brows.

Because of the multiple horrific incidents of the past, Helen and Semion did not stay under the same roof for the past five years. She stayed in the main mansion while he resided in one of the many mansion's under the Volkov family.

Before Lokus could answer, she remarked, "Never mind, turn him down. Tell him to come over for breakfast tomorrow if he wants to see me."

"Okay madam."

"Keep calling him," she instructed as she resumed reading her book.

After calling him several times, Lokus sighed. "Madam, maybe they are already asleep." When she looked at him, he quickly added, "It's quite late there."

Keeping quiet for a while, Helen inquired, "Tell me Lokus, what do you think about Andrew's wife?" Before he could answer, she elaborated her question. "Do you think she is the kind who gets scared very easily?"

Not knowing how he was supposed to answer the question which was thrown at him, he stuttered. "I—I am….not….really sure."

"You have seen her picture, haven't you?" When he nodded, she said, "What do you think of her?"

"Young madam is a very beautiful woman and they look very good together," he exclaimed. He had been keeping a close eye on the couple since they had got married. He had received multiple pictures of them together in which they looked very close and perfect.

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"Yes, she is very pretty but—" She sighed and helplessly shook her head. "Surviving in this family needs more than just being beautiful."

Helen picked up Rachael's picture from the table and carefully examined it. "She looks so delicate and kind hearted. I don't know what the future holds for this poor soul."

Though she wasn't against Andrew and Rachael's marriage, she wasn't completely okay with it. With the status and power they held, bringing a commoner into the family was a big mistake and that is what exactly Andrew had done.

"His mother had made the same mistake and now he has done it too." The thought of her late daughter brought tears in her eyes. She took a deep breath and wiped her tears away.

"I just hope the result will be different this time."

"Madam, young master has no intention of bringing young madam here so—"

"He has to bring her here," Helen interrupted him. "She has to come here and see. She has to understand what she is a part of now."

"And even if he wants to keep her away, he won't be able to do it forever," she added. "One day or the other, she will find out. And the sooner she does, the better."

"But how?" Everyone in the household was aware that Andrew had no intention of bringing his newly wedded wife to meet his family. And since Owen, Justin and Elsa had also moved out of the country, it was clear that they had no intention of coming back any time soon.

"I will make arrangements to bring Rachael here." Helen placed the picture in its original spot. "You just have to do as I say."

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[Elisberg City, Watson Mansion]

[Rachael's Room]

As soon as they entered the room, Andrew pinned her against the closed door. "So where were we?"

"I—" Rachael gasped when he slid his hand under her t-shirt and caressed her bare skin.

"What did you call me before?" He brushed his lips against hers as he trailed kisses down her neck.

Rachael bit her lower lips and let out a muffled moan when he nibbled her skin.

She interlaced her fingers on his hair and arched her neck, giving him more access.

His hand caressing her bare skin, slowly moved upwards and stopped at the side of her breast.

He kissed and licked the nibbled area before looking at her.

"Say it again." He caressed the side of her breasts. "I wanna hear it again."

Rachael's breathing hitched when he sucked earlobe before whispering. "Come on, babe. Say it."

"Hubby—" she said in a relatively lower voice but it was enough to ignite the burning fire inside his body.

"Ahh—" Rachael yelped when he grabbed her breast.

The feeling of her soft and supple breast in his palm made his already excited member grow bigger.

Without giving her a chance to react, he captured her lips as he fondled her breast.

He sucked and nibbled her lower lips before pushing his tongue inside her mouth.

His kiss was hard and dominating, yet gentle. It made her mind go frenzy but that at the same time, it made her body yearn for him and his touch.

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