âMom believes you.â Mrs. Hoyle took one of her hands to reassure her, then she turned her eyes to Olive sharply, âMiss Steele, this is really not what youâre supposed to say.â
Itâs just that after she knew so many conspiracies, the old lady began to feel a little confused.
Olive shrugged, âThen just pretend I never say it.â
After she received Mrs. Hoyleâs comfort, Ophelia became confident, âDo you think you can destroy my relationship with my mom with just a few words? Dream on.â
Olive said, âThen you better not let Mrs. Hoyle wake up from the dream. Otherwise, she would be so disappointed.â
âYouâre insane. Mom, letâs go.â Ophelia took Mrs. Hoyleâs arm, looking close.
Olive could no longer hold back her words, but it seemed like she couldnât get rid of her.
Mrs. Hoyle had thought that if she didnât maintain her composure to pull Ophelia away from here, she would need to lose her breath. She didnât expect that the moment she came, she was agitated by Oliveâs few words. Had Oliveâs mouth turned smarter or had she pushed Opheliaâs right button that she felt annoyed?
But no matter what, the one thing she had to admit was that the Olive Steele now was different from five years ago.
When they hadnât gone out from the office too far, there was a voice suddenly calling for them from behind, âMiss Meyer, you dropped something.â
The two turned their heads and saw Olive carrying a bag standing by the door with a smile.
Ophelia had deliberately forgotten her bag there, so that she could find excuse to cause trouble again.
But it was clear that Olive didnât give her the opportunity. She bitterly let go of Mrs. Hoyleâs arm, turned around to take back her bag. At the same time, she didnât forget to say to Oliveâs ears, âSo what? Mom will never accept you.â
âNot so sure. After all, mothers donât want to lose their sons in the end.â Olive smiled a little, and copied her posture as she said to Opheliaâs ears, âBut, you can never call her mother-in-law too.â
What was the most lethal words? This was.
She had poke the sore spot and Opheliaâs face slowly changed from white to red, then from red to green, lastly from green to black. What a wonderful sight.
âBe safe.â
After they have left, Olive returned to her chair and sank deep, her brows were furrowing and she rubbed her forehead. She recalled that one glimpse before Mrs. Hoyle left, it was quite meaningful. But for a while, she couldnât guess the meaning.
Was it a warning? Debatable. But she couldnât think of anything else, which was really a headache.
Rou and Ted Dulles walked in and saw her frowning. They thought Mrs. Hoyle had embarrassed her, so Rou cautiously said, âOlive, if Mrs. Hoyle had said something, donât put them in your heart and be annoyed by them.â
Olive shook her head, âIâm fine. But Rou, you fell so hard just now. Are you hurt anywhere?â
Rou was embarrassed, thinking that she had fallen in front of that woman like a frog. She had to have embarrassed Olive. Guiltily, she said, âIâm sorry, Olive. I really didnât mean it.â
Seeing how nervous she looked, Olive felt amused, but she put on a stern face, âIâm not blaming you for eavesdropping, but, Iâm curious when you were also be bought by Alan like Ted. It turns out I have so many spies around me.â
âBought? Spies? Olive, you make it sounds awful.â Rou became unhappy and protected Alan, âMr.
Hoyle is also afraid that youâll be harassed and bullied by them, so he asks us to watch for you a little.
He cares about you and is worried about you. Donât misunderstand him.â
âAlright, you little guardian.â Olive helplessly scold her a little. She didnât say that Alan didnât give her freedom. Look at her anxious appearance, âBut Rou, next time you see Ophelia Meyer, donât clash with her. Sheâs a person with a strong vengeance. Try to avoid her in the future.â
She couldnât cause unnecessary troubles to others because of her. A reminder was necessary.
But Rou obviously hadnât learned how to control her emotions. She even shouted, âBut I just canât get used to her arrogant appearance. Doesnât she just have a rich father? If she doesnât have him, can she still be so arrogant?â
âThere are a lot of people we canât understand in this world and there are many arrogant people.
Impulsive tempers canât solve a problem. It depends on this,â Olive pointed her own head.
Mrs. Hoyle, who had returned to her room, couldnât help but criticize, âOphelia, why are you getting more and more short-tempered?â
Ophelia cried, âMom, Alan has married to other woman. How can you ask me to keep calm? His bride should be me and not that bitch, Olive Steele.â
The hideous expression on her face and her fierce aura stunned Mrs. Hoyle. Humans really had psychological effect. Once they were affected, their direction of judgements would be different. If this was the past, she would pity the child because she was overwhelmed by sadness, so intense emotions were excusable things. But now, that fierce aura in her personality was suddenly magnified and the gap made her unable to bear it.
In the past, the old lady would always comfort Ophelia, but there was nothing today. The old lady was obviously not mentally with her, and she didnât even look at her. Could it be that the old lady was really moved by that bitch Olive?
âMom⦠Mom? Whatâs wrong?â
Mrs. Hoyle just realized that her emotion wasnât concealed well. She caressed her chest without a trace and slowly bent over to sit down on the bed, âIâm fine. Pour mom a glass of water and take two more pills.â
âOkay.â Ophelia hurried, obviously already very familiar with these things. Although she had doubts in her heart, she didnât dare to neglect her. After all, the old lady was her only card she could use to fight Olive.
After Mrs. Hoyle took the pill and drank water, her complexion looked much better.
âOphelia, mom always thinks youâre a smart kid. But these past few times, youâve made obvious mistakes, allowing Olive to gain the upper hand.â This was an indisputable fact, and the old lady didnât want to deny it too that she herself hadnât gotten any advantage from that woman.
âMom, so what should I do now?â Ophelia was a little anxious.
Mrs. Hoyle frowned and rubbed her forehead, âMom is just as worried as you are. Now it is impossible to face head-on. Alan protects her. The more we disturb her, the better Alan will treat her and the more he likes her. Maybe we should change another way, calmer.â
âDo you want me to just watch that woman get away? Mom, are you not going to help me too? Are you having a change of heart after Oliveâs few provocative words? Can you not feel how Iâve treated you for the past few years?â Ophelia sobbed with pitiful appearance.
âWhat are you saying? If I donât want to help you, would I sacrifice a motherâs relationship with her son?
Ophelia, youâre a filial child. Youâve treated me well all these years. I always remember it. But, haste brings no success, do you understand?â
It was because she felt that the child treated her good. If one day she found out that everything was fake, it had be done with a purpose. She wouldnât know how to accept it. Mrs. Hoyle felt more annoyed in her chest.
Although Ophelia was extremely unhappy, she had to admit that the old lady was penetrating towards their current situation. This was a fact that she had refused to admit but still existed. Haste brought no success. But she just couldnât wait any longer.
Before, she felt that she had a solid ally, but now she wasnât so sure. Although the old lady didnât like Olive Steele, there was one thing that what Olive said was true. Mother couldnât really be willing to lose their sons.
Therefore, in over time, the old lady was likely to change her mind for the sake of her sonsâ submission, and then slowly accepted Olive. By that time, she would be alone. Olive was announcing that she would take all the chips in her hands. She wouldnât let that bitch success.
âThen how long should we wait?â
Mrs. Hoyle sighed, leaning against the head of the bed, looking very tired. âIâm hoping the sooner the better too.â
There was an end to the matter and she was less worried. But it wasnât the same case for the other person. In front of this child, who used to be a person she was able to talk to, she couldnât say anything now. She closed her heart.
To this day, the old lady actually understood that her sonâs heart couldnât be reversed. And with those things, even if it was possible, it had become impossible.
If this child knew of his fatherâs conspiracy from the very beginning, then how real or fake was her love for Alan? The old lady was confused.
If she didnât know what her father did, then over the years she had worked hard to match Ophelia with Alanâwas it helping her or harming her?
What the old lady really wanted to say was, could you try to let of this relationship? Excessive obsession would only turn into a kind of crazy paranoia. The girl had a few more years of her youth. For years, her son didnât have feelings for this child. They wouldnât be happy if they were tied into a marriage together. And they wouldnât be tied together.
It would be great if she understood this earlier.
Finn Meyer, Finn Meyer. It was a vain for her and her husband to treat him good back then. She didnât expect him to be such an ungrateful person. They were blind.
Fortunately, Alan was aware of it and prepared for it. Thinking about it, it was indeed as what the little secretary had said, she had become old and was confused.
The confused old ladyâs son came to pick up Olive very early. Rou enthusiastically greeted, âMr. Hoyle, youâve come to pick up Olive.â
Olive looked at the man sitting leisurely while drinking tea. She smiled, âPeople who donât know the truth may really think that Hoyle Group is about to close down. What an idle boss.â
Alan stared at the floor, âIn half a month, they will indeed hear the news of President Hoyleâs resignation.â
Because prevention came first. So when Olive heard that there would be such process, she didnât feel it was sudden, but she was worried. But she also believed that every step he took was planned.