Chapter 701
It hurt so much that Olivia couldnât speak.
Janice wanted to take a seat to enjoy the show, but to her surprise, Jessica and Darrell were on it again. It seemed like they were seizing this chance to make up an excuse for Harold to drive Olivia and the others
out.
âKenneth Miller, if you like that word so much, why donât you carve it on your gravestone in the future?â
Janice said.
Displeased, Kenneth looked at her and said, âZip it. This is none of your business.â
Janice then stood in front of Olivia and barked fiercely at him, âYou shut the fuck up!â
Kenneth was stunned, and so was Jessica. The spectators were equally dumbfounded too.
Harold was the only person feeling awkward as he coughed lightly, âWatch your words, Janice. Your
mother-in-law is the most feisty person. She might call you up tonight.â
In the past, even when Janice was angry, she never scolded Jessica with bad words before. Janice was
raised with a good upbringing in a rich family after all.
However, she had become feistier after over 20 years. She even dared to use bad words now.
âKenneth Miller, just what are your eyes for? Are you blind? If youâre blind, I bet you still have a brain to
think.
âOlivia was just sitting and didnât offend anyone. Darrell was the one who came up to her to cause
trouble. No one overheard their conversation, yet you believed his story. Olivia isnât a mad woman. Why
would she splash water at someone on this kind of occasion?â
Janice put Kenneth in an awkward spot.
Kennethâs brows furrowed tightly as he thought, âThis woman isnât a goddess. Her temper has become
viler than before!â
âWhat else could Darrell say? He was simply worried about her. Janice, I know you hate me. But even
though weâre back, no oneâs stealing your positions. Your son will forever be Mr. Miller. You guys donât
have to see Darrell and Jessica as enemies,â he exclaimed.
Olivia hugged her hurting stomach. Pale-faced, she stood up and bit her lip. âHer son? Is Ethan not your
son?â
Kenneth had nothing to say against her question. He also felt that he had put it in the wrong way.
Never once had he perceived Janice as his wife. Even Ethan was a loathing existence to Kenneth
because Jessica disliked him, and it made Kenneth feel sorry for her.
Harold couldnât watch any longer and slammed his wheelchair, intending to stand up. But the butler
forced him to sit down and said, âCalm down, Mr. Harold.â
Harold took a deep breath before saying, âEveryone, silence!â
Although Darrell and Jessica didnât have good intentions, it was still Haroldâs birthday.
Harold had already lost his wife. He was also old and couldnât think straight at times; his days were
numbered.
Half of Haroldâs lifetime was spent fighting with Kenneth, hence the wish to have called it a truce for
today.
Harold simply wanted to enjoy the happy occasion with his children and grandchildren. As long as there
were no fights, he was happy with a simple celebration. But to his dismay, Darrell and Jessica were
plotting something again, and it had ruined his birthday banquet.
Darrell was aware that Harold wanted peace, but Darrell was reluctant to grant his wish.
Darrell knelt immediately. âGrandpa, itâs all my fault. Donât blame Mom. Iâll accept any punishment. She
simply cares for me. Thatâs why.â
The weaker he acted, the more forceful Olivia and Janice seemed in comparison.
Olivia finally knew what kind of life Janice had lived in the past.