âYouâre impudent.â Mrs. Hoyle was trembling with anger. This woman told her to bow her head, which was simply imperious. No matter how good her temper was, she couldnât bear such humiliation.
âIâm impudent?â Chloe Malan snickered and blocked her coming slap, fiercely squeezing her wrist. She wished to break the arrogant hand. âOld witch, Iâm telling you, I wonât be kind to you like Olive Steele, who will say good things for in front of Alan Hoyle after youâve done so many vicious and evil things to her. But, I really need to thank you. At first, Iâm not interested in your alluring son, but now Iâve changed my mind. Since your son is relentlessly chasing me, and not want to get married because of me, Iâll grant his wish. Say, will you son obediently listen to you and marry a suitable wealthy princess, or will he elope with me under my instigation like his brother?â
âI dare you!â Mrs. Hoyleâs lips trembled with anger. When did anyone dare to talk to her like this?
Anyone who met her would show some courtesy, like Olive Steele who feared her a bit. But this woman was so bold with her nails were stuck into her wrist.
Chloe Malan sneered and arrogantly said, âIf people donât offend me, I wonât offend them; if people offend me, I will offend themâthatâs my purpose. Donât think Iâm afraid you because youâre superior to me. You donât need to use the trick you used at Olive Steele at me. You think that my parents and family are my weakness, so you can use them to threaten me. Since they treat me as nothing, betray me for money, why should I treat them as something? So, before I come to see Mrs. Hoyle, I have asked a friend, who works in the newspaper, to issue a statement that I have broken off with the Malan family. You have a lot of money, you can give them a little more. But, next time, even if you give them 100 million, it has nothing to do with me.â
Cut ties? Mrs. Hoyle was startled. She shook off the restraint in her hand with disdain, âIâve never expected you to be such a heartless person. For your purpose, you even abandon your parents who have given birth to you. Maybe one day, when you meet a man who is better than Aoba, you will step on him, treating him as a stepping stone.â
Chloe Malan raised her eyebrows, âOld witch, itâs really hard for you to give a lot of thought on this. I really donât know if your son can appreciate your motherly heart, then he wakes up to realize that the woman he likes is a heartless, not recognizing her family, and vicious woman.â
Mrs. Hoyle scoffed, âDo you think my son really likes you? Yes, I admit that Alan is infatuated, but Aoba is sentimental. A sentimental man loves this today, and loves that tomorrow. And donât know who the day after tomorrow. Mrs. Malan, you actually are just an exotic delicacies that he will throw away after he gets bored. Do you think youâre really that important to him?â
âOld witch, thank you for your kind reminder. As for important or not, letâs just wait and see. But, I would like to ask you a question. What you said just now is to praise your sonâs charm or to mock that the Hoyleâs raising method is bad?â Chloe Malan laughed at her, her face was full of sarcasm.
âYouâ¦â Knowing that she had pursed a new course to curse, Mrs. Hoyle was speechless as she couldnât respond. Her breath was caught.
She kept calling her old witch this, old witch that that it irritated her until making her chest felt tight and painful.
âSay no more, old witch. Today, let me say thisâI want your son,â Chloe Malan vowed with an imposing manner, walking away fearlessly and energetically. Just as soon as she reached the door, she heard a back behind her. She looked back and saw Mrs. Hoyle had fallen, holding her chest as if she was in pain. Chloe Malan snorted in disdain, âStop faking. Petty trick. Your son canât see it, or do you want me to make a phone call for you?â
Bruce Lynnâs mother had ever used this trick. Didnât the old witch just see that there were two onlookers at the door? If she wanted to take advantage of the fire, she didnât need to waste her breath.
If she was afraid, she wouldnât be here today.
âShe seems to have really fainted,â someone whispered at the door.
âYou better check on her. It will be bad if something really happens,â another one persuaded.
Seeing the old woman lying motionless on the floor, Chloe Malan hesitated for a moment. In the moment of her hesitation, Olive Steele had appeared at the end of the corridor and was walking in hurry.
It turned out that as soon as Chloe Malan turned up in Angel Hotel, especially when she rushed into Mrs. Hoyleâs room furiously, someone immediately reported it to Ted Dulles. Ted Dulles knew Chloe Malan and Olive Steele close relationship, and smelled something fishy. Out of safety consideration, he immediately informed Olive Steele.
Olive Steele had a faint speculation in her mind. Knowing Aoba Hoyleâs pursuit of Chloe Malan, it was most likely that Mrs. Hoyle had embarrassed Chloe Malan. Otherwise, there was no way Chloe Malan would initiatively come to provoke Mrs. Hoyle. She knew Chloe Malanâs personality well. The moment she was provoked, she wouldnât care a thing. Fearing that the matters would become more strained, so she rushed over without stopping.
Although she had been mentally prepared since earlier that it was expected the place might be a messy battlefield, she couldnât help being surprised as her eyes fell, seeing Mrs. Hoyle lying on the floor on top of banknotes. âOh my God!â
Chloe Malan watched her quickly and carefully lift up Mrs. Hoyle. She pat her face and pinched her philtrum. Then called 120 to be at the hospital entrance. Now she was a little flustered. Even though she extremely hated the old witch, in a matter of life and death, she wasnât that vicious wanting her to die.
In the midst of chaos, Ted Dulles helped putting in Mrs. Hoyle inside the car. Then Olive Steele put down the window and hurriedly ordered him to deal with the aftermath. Chloe Malan had followed to get in the car.
Olive Steele, who usually drove extremely cautious and always put speed within a safe range, had drove at high speed in this moment and drove straight to hospital, not forgetting to ask Chloe Malan to call the two Hoyle brothers.
At this time, it wasnât off work time and the road conditions should be good. But for some reason, when the car was crossing the river bridge, the speed was getting slower and slower, and finally it could only move bit by bit. Until it couldnât move, the bridge was already impenetrable. The car was completely trapped.
For a moment, they couldnât move forward and couldnât retreat.
Chloe Malan anxiously poked her head out of the window. It was a long queue at the front and back.
âWhat should we do now?â
The old witch seemed to be in a very bad state, as if she had been in shock. She didnât know if she was really fainted because she was way too furious, or she had a hidden illness.
Chloe Malan didnât know that Mrs. Hoyle had undergone heart-exchange surgery, but Olive Steele knew that although the operation was successful, her body was different from other normal people. And there were a lot of big and minor illness in her body. If she was careless, the consequences were very serious. She had to send her to the hospital as soon as possible.
But looking at the battle ahead, even if there was a traffic police in command at this moment, it wouldnât be clear for a while. But looking back at Mrs. Hoyleâs appearance, she couldnât wait.
After thinking about it for a moment, she gritted her teeth. She got out of the car and opened the door at the back. âIâll carry her to get off the bridge. You can stop a ride on Xiangzhang Road.â
Aside from this, she couldnât think of a better way.
âI should be the one carry her.â Chloe Malan felt that the trouble was caused by her, so she should be the one who did the hard work.
âEnough. Now go.â Olive Steele shrugged on Mrs. Hoyleâs butt, so that she could carry her more securely. She couldnât waste more time as she was determined to carry Mrs. Hoyle and stepping forward.
Mrs. Hoyle didnât look fat, but she wasnât light when she was on Oliveâs back. Olive Steele was struggling at carrying her. It was like her heels were stepping on a balance board.