Norton patted Susanâs hand in a loving way of a father and introduced her to everyone.
âThis is my daughter, Susan, another person who I owe to. Because of the time and some family reasons, when she was born, I gave her to someone else and separate her from my wife. This is a fault made by me as a husband and father. I thought I could quietly pay attention and care about this child, but I lost her in some time. Weâve separated for more than twenty years. But Iâm fortunate that my daughter has returned today. Sheâs outstanding and has her own business. She also has forgiven my failure duty as a father. Iâve invited everyone to witness my 40th marriage anniversary with my wife, and at the same time to introduce my daughter, letting Susan get to know all the elders and friends of her same age. I also ask everyone to witness that my daughter will be the legal heiress of the Angel Holiday Hotel.â
As Olive had guessed, the old man made such a big fanfare to promote Susanâs legal existence in the public eye. His fatherly love to make up was self-evident. And she was afraid that it was something Susan had asked for.
She thought that it had to be what the woman wanted.
Olive watched her smile in the midst of the crowd, behaving so decently. Her spotlight even overwhelmed the wedding anniversary. The old man led her through the banquet hall and introduced her to the elders. She was able to respond politely and sleekly as light occasionally flashed through her eyes.
Chloe rushed to Oliveâs side, pulled her aside and whispered, âDo you think a copycat not know how to speak empty words?â
Olive smiled a little and saw a waiter passing by holding a tray. She reached out for a glass of champagne and took a sip, then muttering, âThe truth canât be faked and fake canât make it real.â
Chloe also took a glass, but she didnât drink it elegantly as she took a gulp. She directly put away the glass and wiped her mouth. When the waiter walked away, she said in a low voice, âSay, if we tear off her mask now. What expression sheâll make?â
âThereâs still no direct evidence to prove that sheâs fake. Donât mess around,â Olive warned the impulsive woman.
Chloe chuckled, âDonât worry. I donât plan to alert her. You canât set a big trap alone. If you want to fight, thereâs no reason for me not to cooperate.â
âSo you canât be smart sometimes,â Olive laughed.
Chloe turned upset and sullenly said, âDo you mean Iâm usually stupid?â
âHave I ever said that?â Olive pretended to be innocent.
âFuck off,â Chloe grumbled in low voice. She asked that, yet she was the first to roll into crowd.
Olive laughed. She turned around but crashed into Alanâs arms. Her champagne almost spilled out, but fortunately he held her hand firmly and didnât spill a drop.
âWhat are you two chattering about?â
âAbout how handsome you are today,â Olive smiled and raised the glass to his mouth.
He took her hand and drank it upright, then raised his eyebrows slightly, âAm I usually not handsome?â
âHandsome, so handsome that you almost become a cricket.â
Alan patted her forehead, âYou only know making fun of your husband.â
âThe two of you should really pay attention to your images.â Susanâs laughter passed and the person appeared before them in a blink. âIâm so jealous of you guys. You have a good relationship. Can you teach me a little experience?â
Olive smiled faintly, âThereâs no need to be jealous. Your family has a couple. If you want to learn, they have more experience and more insights than we do.â
Susan smiled, âOlive, youâre being humble. If youâre not capable, you canât make Alan fall head over heels over you. Youâre being secretive. Could it be that youâre afraid Iâll steal Alan away?â
âWill you?â Olive stared at her meaningfully.
As a detailed woman, how could she not see her hidden desire in this womanâs eyes on her man?
Fortunately, although her man had many pursuers, he didnât care. Olive wasnât worried and she didnât think much of Susan. It wasnât she was arrogant, she was just confident.
This kind of confidence was given by her man.
Perhaps it was because of the indescribable pressure surrounded in the air, Susan smiled, âIâm kidding, kidding. Donât take it serious. Iâm here actually to thank you both in particular for your help when my father is severely ill.â
She was pretty good in diversion. Olive flatly said, âYouâre welcome.â
Chloeâs ears were straining to here and she murmured in her heart, âForeigners call their father daddy happily, but this woman calls him father smoothly. Following the custom?â
âIf youâre grateful, then finish your work in the American company as soon as possible and come back to the hotel, so that you can take over your fatherâs business and make my wife easier. I believe that your ability is enough to handle the hotel.â Alan didnât think that this woman had no greedy eyes on the hotel. He didnât think that this woman and her companion worked hard to be filial.
Susan smiled, âLook at what Alan just said. Itâs like if I donât take over Oliveâs work soon, Iâll be condemned for ages. But Olive is indeed a great professional director. See how well she manages the hotel. Alan, do you bear to see Olive return home and simply be a good housewife and mother, but she loses herself? Women nowadays arenât necessarily inferior to men in workplace. Women also need a broader sky to display their talents.â
Her words were impeccable. But in Alanâs eyes, she just retreated in order to advance, wanting them to think that she had no greed for the hotel.
In that case, why not showing his determination he couldnât wait to hand the Angel Hotel to her?
âI didnât say I want Olive to be a housewife. She has freedom to do what she likes. I just donât want her to be as tired as she is now. So, Susan, I hope your final decision in your consideration in a few days is to take over the Angel Holiday Hotel.â
âThatâs my misunderstanding,â Susan said apologetically and finally climbed up the pole. âAlan is truly a good husband. If I keep not knowing how to be tactful, youâll really hate me later. Okay, give me some more time. I need to go back to US to hand over some jobs. One need to know how to start and finish their job, right?â
âOkay. Weâll be waiting for you,â Olive said meaningfully. If she didnât let her gain a little, how could she expose her original purpose?
It was just that Olive couldnât understand how there was a third jade pendant of the same kind. She clearly remembered the old man said that there was only two jade pendants from the Geveâs ancestral treasure. There was no third piece.
Where did Susanâs come from? It even crossed the ocean to the United States, and then back to China. What kind of strangeness was hidden in it?
When bidding farewell to the Geve, Chloe handed Lory a beautiful small box with a ribbon on it.
Lory asked curiously, âWhat is this?â
Chloe smiled and said, âJust now was only the short version, this is the full version. Thereâs more Uncle Nortonâs wonderful performance in it. This is a gift he has carefully prepared for you over the past two months. You can keep it for later and watch it slowly.â
âYou really want to die, old man.â Lory punched her husband with anger, hate, and love. She was touched, but she was worried more. It was fine if he was healthy, but he was still sick. How could he not know taking care of himself?
Norton let himself being hit and foolishly grinned. There was no way she had the heart to hit him hard.
At that time, he did this because he was afraid that when one day he would really leave, there was no one to accompany her. So he thought of this and made her something memorable, to make her live on strongly.
Maybe, God still cared about him. Now his condition was showing signs of improvement, her daughter had returned, and his son had changed, his life was moving towards a better side.
He was happy.
Now that he was happy. He only hope God would let him live a few more years, letting him accompany his wife more and to see his daughter get married, also to be able to see his lost son went back to the right path. He would die contentedly.
When the guests had gone, Susan returned to her room and felt her face was stiff from smiling.
She walked to the dressing table and sat down, patting her face in the mirror. Then, she picked up the phone on the table and flipped it twice. A message caught her eyes.
âMs. Susan, come out. Sooner or later, you have to pay it back. Be careful falling from heaven to hell.â
She panicked and her fingertips trembled that her phone almost slipped out.
Steadying her head, after a while, she still called.
The call went thought, yet no one answered.
After thinking again and again, she sent a message, âWho are you?â
A message replied fast, âWho I am isnât important. Whatâs important is I know that youâre not the real daughter of the Geve.â
âI have the keepsake and DNA result. What a joke that you say Iâm not.â
âThe sky knows, the earth knows, you know and I know whether itâs a joke or not. Without enough evidence, I wonât look for you, will I?â
âWhat do you want?â
âIt depends on what you want, then Iâll decide what I want.â
That person was tongue twisting, but she couldnât find out where he came from. She even had a feeling that there were sharp eyes watching her from outside the window. But, when she turned off the light and looked out mysterious dark from the curtain, she saw nothing.
It was eerily quiet.
She couldnât guess the other partyâs intention, but it was definitely not a good thing. She suddenly felt her hard drop to bottomless pit.
After thinking for a while, she made a call.
âKaleb, help me find out the origin of the owner of this number. The sooner the better.â She sent the number to him.
But the news she received on the next day wasnât a good one. He actually couldnât find any information of that person. It was a promotion number next to the university that could be processed without an ID.
Even if she wanted to find out, there was no way.