Chapter 419

Chapter 419 The Price You Have To Pay

Georgio flipped oll the documents in front of her when she heord this news.

"Ever since my grondfother wos hospitolized, I hove been responsible for toking core of the compony.

Whot hoppened? He octuolly wonted to give oll the power to Aryo! In his eyes, does he still hove this

gronddoughter in his eyes?"

"Director Morrison, don't be ongry. There might be o chonce."

"Ho, he even wrote his will! I con still...” Holfwoy through her words, Georgio's voice stopped. There

wos o hint of viciousness in her eyes. “You ore right, there is still o turning point! She's olreody the

Young Modom of the Jones Fomily. Whot is she fighting for with me for?"

She needed time to think corefully obout whot method she should use. Under such circumstonces, it

would be too dongerous to touch Aryo ogoin.

Georgio wos not stupid. She knew thot she needed to deol with her grondfother, the person in chorge

of the Morrison Group even more.

"I will go bock ond find out whot grondfother is trying to soy."

"Okoy, Director Morrison. I will keep on eye on the compony's situotion." The ossistont lowered his

heod ond soid. At this time, it wos his only choice to fulfill his duty ond help Georgio become the

president of the Morrison Group.

Georgio looked ot the ossistont ond nodded.

Although he wos just o smoll ossistont, he wos the only person she could trust now.

When she returned to the Morrison Fomily ond sow Mrs. Morrison in the living room, she gove o simple

greeting ond went stroight to Old Moster Morrison's study room.

"Grondfother, I om Georgio. I hove something to soy to you in privote."

Mrs. Morrison put down the teocup beside her ond soid coldly, "Your grondfother is not in the study

room."

Georgio heord the sound ond looked ot Mrs. Morrison. Her honds holding her hondbog tightened o little

ond wolked to Mrs. Morrison's side. "Ever since you morried my fother, you hove indeed been corefully

welcoming our fomily. But I do not think thot it is your kindness. Being coreful of your words ond octions

os the Morrison Fomily is the only choice for you to live on. It is olso the price you hove to poy for being

Modom Morrison."

"This position of yours is obtoined by killing my mother. Your doughter will never be oble to erose the

nome of being o “Mistress’s” doughter. I odvise you to go bock ond toke core of Aryo. Don't let her

covet our Morrison Fomily's ossets onymore, let olone try to win over Grondfother."

"Even if everyone in the fomily is deceived by your mother ond doughter's foke love, I will olwoys

remember thot you killed my mother! In this life, I will not let you hove o good life!"

Georgia flipped all the documents in front of her when she heard this news.

"Ever since my grandfather was hospitalized, I have been responsible for taking care of the company.

What happened? He actually wanted to give all the power to Arya! In his eyes, does he still have this

granddaughter in his eyes?"

"Director Morrison, don't be angry. There might be a chance."

"Ha, he even wrote his will! I can still...” Halfway through her words, Georgia's voice stopped. There

was a hint of viciousness in her eyes. “You are right, there is still a turning point! She's already the

Young Madam of the Jones Family. What is she fighting for with me for?"

She needed time to think carefully about what method she should use. Under such circumstances, it

would be too dangerous to touch Arya again.

Georgia was not stupid. She knew that she needed to deal with her grandfather, the person in charge

of the Morrison Group even more.

"I will go back and find out what grandfather is trying to say."

"Okay, Director Morrison. I will keep an eye on the company's situation." The assistant lowered his

head and said. At this time, it was his only choice to fulfill his duty and help Georgia become the

president of the Morrison Group.

Georgia looked at the assistant and nodded.

Although he was just a small assistant, he was the only person she could trust now.

When she returned to the Morrison Family and saw Mrs. Morrison in the living room, she gave a simple

greeting and went straight to Old Master Morrison's study room.

"Grandfather, I am Georgia. I have something to say to you in private."

Mrs. Morrison put down the teacup beside her and said coldly, "Your grandfather is not in the study

room."

Georgia heard the sound and looked at Mrs. Morrison. Her hands holding her handbag tightened a little

and walked to Mrs. Morrison's side. "Ever since you married my father, you have indeed been carefully

welcoming our family. But I do not think that it is your kindness. Being careful of your words and actions

as the Morrison Family is the only choice for you to live on. It is also the price you have to pay for being

Madam Morrison."

"This position of yours is obtained by killing my mother. Your daughter will never be able to erase the

name of being a “Mistress’s” daughter. I advise you to go back and take care of Arya. Don't let her

covet our Morrison Family's assets anymore, let alone try to win over Grandfather."

"Even if everyone in the family is deceived by your mother and daughter's fake love, I will always

remember that you killed my mother! In this life, I will not let you have a good life!"

Mrs. Morrison's mood turned from anger to calmness. In her view, Georgia was flustered and

exasperated that was why she said these words to her.

Why would her daughter play tricks behind Georgia back?

The angrier Georgia was today, it meant that Old Master Morrison valued Arya more. This was good

news.

"If what you just said is heard by the directors of the company, I wonder what they will think?" Mrs.

Morrison looked at Georgia meaningfully, then turned and walked back to the room.

Her attachment to the family had disappeared at that moment. It was Georgia who forced her to

understand what was the most important thing.

Mrs. Morrison thought about it. After thinking for a while, she dialed an old friend's number.

"I want to tell something about the Morrison Family in public. I remember you know a few reporters and

friends. Can you help me contact them?"

...

Arya planned to rest at home for a while and carefully figure out this new role. Every time she read the

script, she would have new feelings.

To her, every character was a new challenge and a new world. She needed to understand the

background of the character. Unique and complicated personality...

In order to better experience the character, Arya found many similar movies to watch and wanted to

find some sparks from the performance.

She could not help but think, In the future, when fans see the role she created on the screen, would

they feel the same way?

Allen finished dealing with the company matters and went home from work. He saw Arya still studying

the script. Almost every line had been marked by her. He walked over and picked Arya up. He took the

script from her hands.

"You should rest."

"I'm not tired. I want to read it for a while."

"No!" He held her in his arms and put her on the bed.

Arya pouted and suddenly smiled. She was like a child in Allen's arms. "I didn't think that being

controlled by someone would feel so good."

Allen kissed her lightly on the face. "I'll go make dinner. You take a rest yourself."

"I'll go with you..."

"You've been tired all day. Why don't you take a break? After a few days, you'll be busy again." Allen

seemed reluctant to part with this.

Shouldn't he arrange work for Arya so quickly? He should let her rest for a while.

"I'm not tired. I want to cook with you." Arya said and clung onto Allen's neck, unwilling to let go.

"I'm not tired. I want to cook with you." Arya said and clung onto Allen's neck, unwilling to let go.

Allen could not stop her. He held her hand and walked into the kitchen together. The couple prepared

dinner together. The whole villa was filled with a warm atmosphere.

"Your mother wants to see you. How do you say?" Allen said as he cut vegetables.

"I..." Arya had just said one word when the thoughts in her mind changed. She paused for a moment

before asking, "When?"

"If you agree to meet, I will arrange a time with her."

"Okay, you guys set a time and tell me."

Allen did not tell Arya that Mrs. Morrison had found a reporter. Coincidentally, Mrs. Morrison contacted

him at this time.

He had a feeling that something was going to happen.

Since he decided to participate in the "Shadows," Ezekiel moved back to the apartment in the city. This

way, Louisa had a reason to go home every day. This made Ezekiel very distressed.

He did not know what other reason he could use to keep Louisa. It turned out to be such a difficult thing

to get close to someone.

He suddenly began to reflect on himself. He did not know if it was because his charm was not enough

that Louisa wanted to avoid him everywhere.

That night, Louisa helped him change the medicine and left as usual...

But Ezekiel suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her arm, "Can you stay and accompany me to read

the script tonight?"

"I don't know. Furthermore, I want to go home and live." Louisa very seriously refused. She definitely

would not be alone with Ezekiel!

Why did she have to work at night?

"You just need to read the lines according to the script." Ezekiel took out the script he had prepared.

"There's not much time left before the shooting starts. I haven't recovered from my injuries. I'm not in

good shape yet. If I can't even practice the script well, it’s fine for me. But I'm just afraid that Arya will

be talked about again."

Louisa clenched her fists when she heard that.

"Okay, I'll help you."

She did this all for Arya.

Although Ezekiel heard her agree, he was not very happy. He knew Louisa did not want to stay for him.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever chased a woman. He couldn’t believe it's so hard to

chase, and this way of not confessing directly made him very uncomfortable.