YM778.TV Chapter 75 - 75: 074: Old Friend
Hearing this, Eleanor couldn’t help but feel upset. She looked up at Patriarch Lentz, “Dad, isn’t it a bit too early to invite her over now?”
She’s just a country girl after all.
Not worth Patriarch Lentz’s attention at all.
Most importantly, Eleanor had never wanted to acknowledge this daughter-in-law from the start.
Just one more glance at the Thompson family now made her sick.
None of them were good people.
It goes without saying that the adopted daughter wasn’t an easy one to handle either.
Patriarch Lentz picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, “Since Terrence has
already set his heart on her, it’s not too early to have her come over now.”
With that, Patriarch Lentz looked at Terrence Lentz, “What do you say,
Terrence?”
“I’ll listen to Grandfather’s decision.” Terrence replied indifferently.
Look at the words he’s saying.
If someone who didn’t know heard him, they’d think Terrence really listened to his grandfather’s words.
Little did they know.
Patriarch Lentz wasn’t very supportive of this matter either, but Terrence was insistent on having Viola Thompson.
Hearing this, Eleanor looked at Terrence, “Oh Terrence, Ms. Kelloways daughter has recently returned from abroad just… ‘
Before she could finish her sentence, Harlan Lentz interrupted her, “Alright, alright, since Terrence has already made his decision, let’s respect his opinion. ”
With that, Harlan turned to Terrence, “As your grandfather says, bring Miss
Thompson over tomorrow for everyone to have a look.”
“Alright, I’ll discuss it with her.” Terrence nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Eleanor became even more speechless.
She’s just a village girl; it’s already a blessing for her to be valued by the Lentz
Clan.
There’s no need for discussion.
Eleanor couldn’t help but want to say something but swallowed her words at the last moment.
All because Harlan had kicked her several times under the table.
Everyone ate their meal with different thoughts in mind.
After lunch, Charlotte Young couldn’t help but complain: “Do you really want to see that country bumpkin? I don’t! It’s already embarrassing to have a country person as a sister-in-law, and now your grandfather even wants to bring her over to our house! Isn’t it embarrassing enough already?” Charlotte had an incredibly prestigious upbringing.
Her ancestors were all bonafide aristocrats. But now, the Lentz Clan was graced with the presence of a village girl.
Even the thought of having to eat at the same table as a country girl made her feel sick.
Bartley Lentz laughed, saying, ‘At the time, when our third brother got engaged to that village girl, weren’t you happy? How come you’re changing your tune so quickly now?”
Talking about this made Charlotte furious. “Back then, I thought your grandfather would be angry enough to break off the engagement directly! But who would have known it would turn out like this? As they say, dragons match dragons, phoenixes match phoenixes, but sparrows only match straw holes!”
Good-for-nothing matched with a village girl.
“Alright, alright, don’t be angry. What does it matter who our third brother marries?” Bartley put his arm around Charlotte’s shoulder, “We just need to live our own lives behind closed doors.’
“What do you mean ‘don’t meddle’? To have a country girl call me sister-in-law, doesn’t that lower my status?” Charlotte said.
Bartley didn’t think much of it; all he cared about was the ultimate heir to the Lentz Group.
“I’m going to find your mom!”
With that, Charlotte turned around and left.
Eleanor was also very upset at the moment.
Although Terrence’s reputation in River City was terrible, with the Lentz family’s wealth, there was no need to find a village girl.
What’s more, this village girl was forcefully imposed upon by the Thompsons.
It didn’t feel right no matter how she thought about it.
She felt suffocated.
At this moment, Charlotte was still bad-mouthing the Thompsons relentlessly, making Eleanor feel even more sullen, “Can you give me a break, Charlotte?”
“Mom, I’m just telling the truth, even if it does sound unpleasant. It is what it is. Right, didn’t you mention Ms. Kelloway earlier? When is their daughter Blythe coming back? I remember Blythe was quite pretty.”
“Actually, I like Blythe quite a bit too.” Eleanor said.
Although the Owen Clan wasn’t as powerful as the Lentz Clan, Blythe was still a very capable girl, who returned from studying abroad at only 25 years old.
Most importantly, she didn’t mind Terrence’s leg, let alone his bad reputation.
Charlotte continued, “Why not do this? Invite Blythe over tomorrow as well.”
Hearing this, Eleanor furrowed her eyebrows slightly, “This…isn’t it inappropriate? If we suddenly invite Blythe over, Terrence will definitely get angry.” Not to mention it was the day when Patriarch Lentz invited Viola over.Eleanor Armstrong felt that this behavior was inappropriate.
Angry?
Charlotte Young secretly rolled her eyes.
If Blythe Trenchard doesn’t mind that Terrence Lentz is a good-for-nothing, let him have a good laugh!
Where is it Terrence Lentz’s turn to be angry?
Did he really take himself seriously?
Charlotte Young said with a smile, “This problem can be solved easily. At that time, I’ll just say that Little Blythe is my guest. It has nothing to do with you.” Eleanor Armstrong hesitated a bit.
Charlotte Young wrapped Eleanor Armstrongs arm, seized the moment, and continued, “Isn’t Terrence quite fond of that countryside girl? When he meets Little Blythe, he’ll know what a real lady is like, and he’ll know that our Terrence isn’t someone she can match! Let her give up on her own, and take the initiative to break up with Terrence.”
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Armstrongs eyes lit up instantly, “Charlotte, you’ve really hit the nail on the head!”
It’s better to let Viola Thompson retreat voluntarily than for her to persuade Terrence Lentz to annul the marriage.
Charlotte Young finally showed a smile.
Just wait!
Tomorrow, she would make that country bumpkin lose face.
Wishful thinking of sharing a roof with her?
In your dreams.
On the other side.
Viola Thompson received a WhatsApp message from Terrence Lentz.
Just one word.
[Here?]
Unbeknownst to her, this one word was also carefully selected by Terrence Lentz before he sent it.
At this moment, he was pacing back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Ding dong.
The sound of the phone’s notification rang. Terrence Lentz immediately picked up his phone.
[Anything?]
Terrence Lentz typed a line of text, then deleted it, typed another line, then deleted it again. Finally, he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to talk about it on WhatsApp. [Are you available now? I have a small matter to discuss with you in person.]
Viola Thompson was just hesitating whether or not to go out for a late-night snack. Now she didn’t have to hesitate. [Then let’s meet at No. 88, Riverside
Road in half an hour.]
After replying to Terrence Lentz’s message, Viola Thompson put down the brush and headed downstairs.
Fat Cat followed Viola Thompson’s footsteps.
Viola Thompson looked back slightly, “Mantou, you go back.”
Mantou meowed discontentedly but eventually returned to the room.
No. 88 Riverside Road was not far from Thompson’s Villa.
It took only ten minutes by bike.
There were small vendors everywhere in the evening, full of life.
Viola Thompson sat down at a lamb rice noodle stall, slurping noodles while waiting for Terrence Lentz.
“Viola?”
At this moment, a surprised female voice appeared in the air.
Viola Thompson looked up and saw a short-haired girl.
She looked about the same age as Viola and had a delicate baby face. Viola Thompson immediately remembered a name in her mind.
“Rachel?”
Rachel Barton hugged Viola excitedly, “Viola, it’s really you!’
That’s right.
The person was indeed Rachel Barton.
They had known each other since childhood. Rachel Barton grew up in Show Village’s orphanage. In the second year of junior high, Rachel was suddenly adopted by a family in Cokoon City. After that, the two never saw each other again. Unexpectedly, they met here today.
“Rachel, how come you’re in River City?” Viola Thompson asked..