âDo you really not want me to go with you?â
âDo you really think Iâll get lost?â
When Olive got home, Chloe was sitting on the sofa in the living room applying nail polish and Mrs.
Steele was beside her, knitting to make a sweater for her future baby grandson. They were talking and laughing.
Chloe said, âMom, you donât need to do this. Knitting is so hassle, just buy them as itâs more stylish and comfortable.â
Mrs. Steele smiled, âI donât have anything to do anyway. Knitting is just for passing the time. When you get married and have child, Iâll knit for my future grandson too.â
Olive changed her footwear and walked over, patted Chloe on the shoulder. âYou donât understand.
Momâs knitted sweater isnât as old-fashioned as you think. Just wait and see if you donât believe me.â
When she was a child, she didnât wear less. Each shirts were beautifully knitted by her mom that made her peers envy.
Chloe screamed, âWoman, can you make a noise when you come home? Youâre like a freaking ghost scaring people. Look at my ruined nails. Fix them.â
Olive laughed and said, âHow? Should I chop my fingers for you?â
âAs long as Mom is okay, I donât mind,â Chloe said cruelly.
âDamn you.â Olive kicked her and sat down to help her mom knitting.
âHey, the old witch didnât come for you causing troubles, right?â Although Mrs. Steele deliberately told her not to say anything, Chloe couldnât help feeling upset.
âYouâve asked. It must be that today you had a fierce battle with her.â
Olive thought, it seemed that the old lady was hit hard enough today. Otherwise, she wouldnât run to the hotel in a hurry to question her. The old lady in the past was such a calm person. She took care of situation while maintaining her composure. Today, she was completely disregarding her image.
âIâm just not used to her arrogant attitude. Fine if she wants the child. Does she need to be so irritating?
The Steele doesnât even owe her. Itâs her who should talk nicely now,â Chloe said angrily.
Mrs. Steele had also stopped her knitting. âYes, Olive. After thinking about it, mom still thinks that you canât be too casual about this matter. Iâm not saying letting your mom-in-law go that easily. She can have the child, but she must accept you first into the Hoyle.â
Chloe chimed in, âYeah. You have to join the Hoyle with dignity. The wedding that Alan holds for you you is Alanâs sincerity. If the old witch sincerely wants this child, she must hold you another formal ceremony in the name of the Hoyle Family.â
âAre these formal things that important?â Whilst Olive didnât think that much. Although marriage couldnât withstand an intruder of a third person, the formal ceremony wasnât necessarily could guarantee that the love would last forever.
Chloe exclaimed, âHow can it not? Hey, stop being overly kind. You should defeat that old witch.â
âAfter the Meyerâs incident, the old lady has some mental problems. The doctor said she was suffering moderate depression that has tendency to develop into serious problem. We can talk about this later,â
Olive didnât want to take advantage of others.
âDepressionâ Mrs. Steele was slightly startled. Such strong woman could be knocked down?
Chloe was also stunned, but after a moment, she sneered. âRetribution. She deserves it.â
Olive poked her forehead with her finger. âPlease. Can you be kinder? Sheâs also your Aobaâs mother.â
Chloe clicked her tongue. âMine? Heâs still his and Iâm still mine. Although weâre dating now, weâre still independent individuals. Instead, Iâm the one who should say please to you. Donât be overwhelm with sympathy, okay? Maybe the old witch will take you for granted for your soft heart.â
Olive shook her head and was about to elaborate when her phone rang in her bag.
Chloe carelessly threw her bag on the sofa and said, âAnswer the phone first.â
Olive opened it to see that it was the old man who called.
âUncle Norton?â
Mrs. Steele looked up when she heard Olive. Her eyes flashed mixed feelings.
Nortonâs voice came from the other end with a chuckle, âUm, girl, your mother-in-law didnât trouble you, right?â
Olive felt warm, âIâm okay. Iâm home now.â
Norton sighed softly, âI really donât understand. Youâre a good girl who is polite, talented, and filial.
Youâre a bright person. How can she not like you? If I have a second son, I really want steal her daughter-in-law.â
âIâm not as good as you say. Iâm blushing now,â Olive said humbly.
âIâm talking about the truth. I really like you, practical and capable. Itâs Mrs. Hoyleâs great loss for not liking you.â
Of course Olive knew that the old man was comforting her, so she laughed, âUncle Norton, can we not talk about this? Youâre about to throw me to the sky.â
Outside the study room, Susan overheard Nortonâs phone conversation and her eyes darkened a bit.
The more Norton liked Olive, the more he trusted her, then it would be more difficult for her to carry out the plan. Olive Steele was her obstacle. She had to destroy this womanâs position in Nortonâs mind. But what could she do to keep her from giving hints?
Norton smiled and picked up a document on the desk that he had just read. âBy the way, Olive, thereâs something Iâve to tell you.â
âYes?â
âSusan came back from the US this time and has made an overseas investment project. Iâve read it and felt pretty good.â
Olive laughed and joked, âOf course. You think your daughter is perfect at anything and thereâs nothing wrong. Am I right?â
âOh? That sounds a little weird. Itâs like someone is jealous,â Norton beamed.
âYes, Iâm jealous. Donât you have to comfort my hurt little soul?â
Olive was half joking, but Mrs. Steele heard it through it was like the daughter was acting cute towards the father. Maybe she didnât notice it herself. But Mrs. Steele could see the natural attraction between father and daughter. Now that she thought about it, she had been working so hard for the hotel. It wasnât a strange thing as she had known Norton Geve for a long time. But this child had suffered.
Norton chuckled and said, âYou canât get hurt. If you are, your man will skin me. I still want to live a few more years. I donât want to die early.â