Snapping out of his thoughts, Sam answered, “I’ll bring the car around, ma’am.”

“Go on. I won’t be back for dinner. I’ll return tomorrow. Let Zachary know when he comes back,” Grandma May urged.

“Got it, ma’am.”

She was always out and about, so Sam was used to it.

Grandma May did not have to pack to go home. Out she walked with only her phone.

Sam had a car brought to the driveway. She wanted to drive, but Sam was not going to have it.

Even though Grandma May was in good health, she was getting old. Sam could not afford her getting into accidents on the road.

Moreover, Grandma May loved the adrenaline rush of speeding. Zachary and the rest of the family had warned Sam and his team that under no circumstances could Grandma May drive.

“Alright. I just can’t wait to get home. I won’t fight you on this. I won’t drive.”

Since Grandma May could not argue over Sam, she relented.

The household helper was stubborn when it came to her safety, and it was under Zachary’s orders