The people in the hall looked up at where the source of sound was and saw a beautiful doll sitting on the guardrail with her legs swaying in the air and a slingshot in her hand. No one took any safty measures nor did an adult guard her.
Ophelia finally knew the perpetrator who caused the pain in her body. She was so angry that her whole face turned green. She didnât expect that she would be defeated by that bitch Olive, then was teased by this little bitch again.
âWhose child is she?â
âShe should be Mr. Hoyleâs daughter.â
The adults were shocked, but they were surprised at the little girlâs bravery and the calm voice that radiated from a young age.
Olive also raised her voice. What was going on with Kent? He said that he would take the kid to watch a good show at the top, but he allowed Annie to do such dangerous thing while didnât know which corner he was hiding at.
Annie took her slingshot, aiming at Finn and giggling, âDad, this uncle seems to have dementia. Do you think we need to enlighten him to treat Grandpaâs amnesia?â
Finnâs face looked really ugly. Ophelia was so angry that she sneered at Olive, âOlive Steele, is this the good daughter you raise? She doesnât have a bit of self-cultivation.â
âCultivation?â Olive simply smiled, âI would like to ask Ms. Meyer to tell us mother and daughter what cultivation is?â
âMommy, itâs not like you donât know that Auntie Ophelia has a very high level of cultivation. We canât learn it even if we learn it for a lifetime.â Annie kept her slingshot and counted with her fingers, âFor example, kidnapping, threatening, deceiving, causing car accident, secretly changing paternity test result, telling talesâ¦â
There was a lot of discussion. They had also heard about these things. Now that a little girl said it in such a mocking tone, some people were somewhat shocked, vaguely feeling that something big would happen tonight.
âYouâ¦â Ophelia flushed with rage. She really wanted to rush upstairs to slap that little brat a few times.
What kind of monster did Olive give birth to? What a fluent mouth.
Finn shot a meaningful glance at his daughter, then smiled at Olive and said, âMs. Steele, my daughter is young and ignorant, and had done some hurtful and wrong things. Here, I apologize to you. Please accept my sincerity.â
Olive was disgusted. It was a waste that this whole family didnât pursue acting career. To not give Finn Meyer a credit for his acting was an insult for him.
Alan was also disgusted, but his expression remained the same. His faint smile always carried a cold knife. âUncle Finn, if you want to say young, my wife is two years younger than your daughter. I take notes everything she had done to my wife. I also already know everything what you did to my father, to the Hoyle like the back of my hand. I also wonât beat around the bush with you anymore. How about I ask everyone here and you to listen to a recording?â
Finn forced himself to be calm. Under Alanâs pressure, cold sweat started to break on his forehead.
As Alan snapped his fingers, a distant voice seemed to come from hell.
âMr. Wood, how much money isnât a problem. As long as I can buy Alanâs life, Iâll pay even if itâs a sky-
high price.â
âMr. Meyer, outsiders think that youâve always taken good care of Alan Hoyle and regarded him as your son-in-law. Yet you want his life now. If itâs because he abandoned your daughter at the wedding, even though it makes sense, itâs still a bit far-fetched.â
âI might as well tell you the truth. This kid Alan has a hold of my deadly secrets and I canât let him. Now, his wings are growing big and he keeps looking down at me. Itâs a disaster to keep him.â
âDeadly secrets?â There was a pause, thinking. âCould it be that Mr. Meyer did the disaster in the Hoyle Family six years ago?â
âMr. Wood, take my money and help me to eliminate the disaster. You better hear less of the other things.â
âHahaha, okay, okay.â
The recording stopped abruptly here. It was very short, but the information revealed was enough to make everyoneâs faces shifted. That Mr. Meyerâs voice was indeed belonged to Finn Meyer in front of them.
âFinn Meyer, is this true? Did you plot to murder the late Mr. Hoyle? He was your sworn brother. How could you?â
âYou wicked man. Such a vain to regard you as a friend. Iâve been wrong about you.â
âWhy did you do it?â
Accusations came one after another. These people were who usually had some friendship with the Hoyle. Hearing such recording at this moment simply overturned what they knew about this world. They didnât expect that a farce between the children would develop into this way.
Ophelia grabbed Alanâs shirt to defend her father, âThere are so many ventriloquists now. You can find anyone to imitate. Alan, ask yourself. After Uncle Hoyle passed away, how did my father treat you? He treated you as his own son, and even had the thought to give all the Meyerâs companies for you to handle. If he really wanted to hurt Uncle Hoyle and target the Hoyle Group, he could kill you six years ago, putting the Hoyle Group in his own pocket. But he didnât do it. Why do you believe such recording that we donât even know where it comes from?â
Annie sighed deeply again, âUncle Kent, donât you think we should give Auntie Ophelia an Oscar?â
Kent responded from a hidden corner, âHave you ever seen what a trophy looks like?â
âIâve ever seen it on TV.â
âWe should make one later with plasticine. Itâs not bad to hold another awards party too.â
Annie clapped, âSure, sure! We can also give Grandpa Finn an actor award.â
After saying that, it made the Meyer so angry that it drove them mad, but they couldnât do anything.
They didnât even realize where the man, who was talking, was hiding.
Alan casted an admiring look at his daughter and smiled a little, âThe recording can be faked, but itâs real. I wonder if Uncle Finn has a twin brother.â
Finn was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what he had up his sleeves, âWhat do you mean?â
Alan simply said, âNothing. I just want everyone here and you to watch a short video. If you have a twin brother, as a junior, Iâve found it for you.â
The lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed, then a strong beam of light hit the white wall. The image of the projector moved on the wall.
Finn Meyerâs impressive figure was in it, sneaking through the study and looking for something. He finally found two files in the drawer of the bookshelf. With a treacherous smile, he stamped several chapters against the document he carried. The documentâs cover was printed with an impressive big words writing Hoyle Groupâs Equity Purchase Contract.
The picture froze at a clear look of Mrs. Hoyleâs private seal and Hoyle Groupâs official seal.
The lights were turned on again. Alan stared at Finn, âUncle Finn, can you please explain, since when do you become the person in charge of my familyâs shares?â
Simon on the side said, âMr. Meyer, I think you never even dream that Steward is Mr. Hoyle. I forgot to tell you that Steward has a meaning of guardian in our British culture. Steward is Hoyle Groupâs guardian. Itâs just a waste of effort for you to scheme. Using you Chineseâs wordsâclever people may be victims of their own cleverness.â
Finn took a step back unsteadily, âHow is it possible?â
It turned out that all of this was a hole dug by Alan, waiting for him to jump inside. He still underestimated him. What he said about just wanting his woman and not Jiangcheng turned out to be just a smoke bomb.
Kentâ voice floated in the air like a ghost again, âDo you guys think thereâs someone who doesnât have anything to do like buying and selling their own company in this world? Old fox, I advise you to better plead guilty. We have enough evidences of your crimes in our hands to destroy you.â
âWho are you?â He only afraid itâs that person with the last name Bai.
Kent sneered, âMe? Iâm the person who youâre thinking. Why do you still ask?â
âKent Bai.â As if to confirm the last doubt in his mind, Finn called out his name. âYou two really have formed an alliance.â
The crowd was in an uproar again. The name Kent Bai wasnât unfamiliar to them. He was even a legendary character. He was a character they dared not easily provoke. He was a mysterious person, just like now. They wanted to see him, yet he hid in the dark. But he had a panoramic view of everything in the scene.
Kent laughed, âI just received a new video on my phone. Itâs pretty interesting. Do you guys want to continue watching it?â
The lights suddenly dimmed. The projector switched to a hospital ward. A doctor wearing a white mask came in for rounds and stood for a while in front of Mrs. Hoyleâs room. He turned to look around, then shut the door. He took out a syringe from his pocket, pierced it into the drip tube that was infusing Mrs.
Hoyle, and quickly poured the liquid into it.
If the person just left, it might be difficult to find out who he was. But after successfully doing all this, he pulled down his mask, revealing Finn Meyerâs face with a sinister smile. He leaned down and whispered, âSis-in-law, you can rest in peace.â Then he left with satisfaction.
These series of well-founded facts strongly impacted everyoneâs perception. Finn Meyer and his family took advantage of the dim lights and everyoneâs attention was focused on the wall to silently retreat to the door of the hall, trying to escape.
He had to know that all of this was under surveillance.
âFinn Meyer, do you think you can walk out easily after entering here?â Evil voice sounded like a ghost on top of the Meyersâ heads.
It was just a step away, but it looked so far.
Someone stepped up and sternly said, âFinn Meyer, you leave because you feel guilty. Shouldnât you give the Hoyle an explanation?â
âWhat a waste for me to respect you so much. Youâre actually a madman.â
âIt turns out that everything is just a false appearance. This is your true face. Weâve been wrong about you.â
Alan laughed at all of thisâwhether it was sincere, a crusade against them, or for hitting them who had fallen down.