“What else did you find?” She was extremely furious.
“That’s all for now.” Minh Dcbo, the butler, stood aside, enduring the high pressure from the mistress of
the Hoyle family.
“Make an appointment with the Halan’s parents.” Since they were lazy people, it would be easier to
make them leave than Olive Steele’s parents.
Mrs. Hoyle had a headache again thinking of Olive Steele.
“Now?” the butler asked carefully.
“Of course. Do you want me to watch my son sink deeper and deeper? Bring them here to see me.”
The matter hadn’t reached the end yet. No matter how fierce the woman was, it was her fate to happen
to have such parents.
The butler received the order and prepared to go out. He opened the door and saw a figure outside. He
was a bit surprised, “Young master.”
Mrs. Hoyle was also taken aback, “Alan?”
Alan Hoyle entered, shutting the butler outside. He stood before his mother, “I will leave after a few
words.”
His tone was cold and distant.
Panic arose in Mrs. Hoyle’s chest, “Alan, I’m your mother. Is it necessary to meet like we’re enemies?”
Alan Hoyle stared at his mother icily, “Olive Steele is my wife. Is it necessary for you to humiliate her
and her family?”
“Am I wrong? She isn’t worthy of you. Last year, she was just a small business manager. This year, she
owns 10% of our family hotel. Do you think it’s normal for her to achieve that in just a few months when
she was just a manager?”
“Not every poor woman is as messed-up as you think. You look at people with tinted glasses for too
long that all people are divided into ranks. You feel that all the achievements of those who are lower
than you are obtained through unusual ways. I’ve watched everything how Olive Steele sits in today’s
position. I know it better than anyone else and don’t need your judgement. I come here today just to
say this again—Olive Steele is my wife. Whether you recognize her or not, she is my wife. I’ll only want
her forever. If you like Ophelia Meyer, feel free to put her in the Hoyle. At worst, your son will become
his wife’s family. If you don’t recognize my daughter as your grandkid is fine too, since I do plan to
change her last name. I’ll just let my child to have her mother’s last name.”
“Are you threatening me?” Mrs. Hoyle looked at her son in disbelief. This child had always been filial
and obedient to her, but since he met Olive Steele, it was like he was possessed. Especially after he
found that woman, he became more and more like a stranger. He often contradicted her. And now, he
actually said that he wanted to join the Steele’s family. How could he say out loud such a disgraceful
thing?
But she also knew that if he could say it, he could do it. Mrs. Hoyle actually was a bit scared. She didn’t
expect that he would use such ruthless way on his own mother.
“For that woman, you treat me like this. I have raised you for so many years for nothing. How will your
father in peace seeing you like this?”
“You push your own son. If you want to lose your son, you’re free to stir up trouble under others’
instigation in Luo City.” A sneer was at the corner of his mouth. Soon, he would end those evils by
himself.
“Is Uncle Meyer not treating you good enough? Is Ophelia not infatuated enough with you? When
Hoyle Group got into trouble because of you, you let go. And who helped us? They didn’t hold old
grudges. Ophelia is still waiting for you to turn around.”
Mrs. Hoyle thought that they should have been deeply grateful because the Meyer family could be this
generous. But this son of hers on the contrary had a strong feeling for Olive Steele.
She really couldn’t understand how a blurry shadow in the dark world of her son had such a serious
impact on her son’s life.
Fine if he wanted to repay gratitude. The Hoyle had a lot of money. But it was unacceptable for the
woman to join the Hoyle.
Alan Hoyle could only shake his head at his mother and sighed, “It can only be them having brilliant
ulterior motives and they actually fool you.”
As for Hoyle Group’s trouble, he naturally did it on purpose. How could you attract snakes out without
blood?
Mrs. Hoyle was confused. In her eyes, when the Hoyle Group in danger twice, the Meyer family had
helped a lot. How could he doubt others for no reason? “What has he fooled me? What has he fooled
you? What has he fooled the Hoyle Group?”
Alay Hoyle sighed and said, “Mom, I’m really disappointed. You are such a clever person and you’ve
taught me all about business, but now you’re actually being led by the nose and duped. You’re even
happily be duped.”
“What do you mean?”
“Dad’s death is probable related to the Meyer, do you believe it?”
“Impossible.” Mrs. Hoyle’s eyes abruptly widened. The Hoyle and Meyer were aristocratic families. Finn
Meyer and her husband were like brothers. She and Mrs. Meyer were like sisters too.
“I know you won’t believe it. But it’s okay. I will give you answer soon.” Alan Hoyle glanced at his
mother and didn’t say anything more. He turned around and left.
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