My grandad's cancer has come back.
And the bitch tells me I 'didn't want to know'. Of course I'd want to know, but with every conversation it's started with money and just ugh.
She's known at least 2/3 weeks, possibly longer. I can't believe she only tells me now after he's gone for a check up (which, from the sounds of it, seems to have gone badly too).
I hate her.