Chapter 111

This time Tiffany couldn't get away with it, no matter what she did, like

acting cute or showing weakness.

Franklin said nothing and continued to deal with documents.

The appearance or character of such a calculating women like Tiffany

were not attractive to Franklin at all except for a good impression of her

during childhood.

The reason he tolerated her was just that she once saved him when he

was a child.

She was ungrateful and even set him up.

In that case, he would teach her a lesson without mercy.

He once spent 9 million dollars on helping her see Keturah Brown.

This could be the return for her saving his life.

As for anything else she wanted to get from him, she could never

achieve it for the rest of her life.

He looked cold with unfathomable emotions in his eyes.

In a small, inconspicuous store of Tech Mall, a woman wearing a pair of

jeans was squatting and rummaging through boxes to find something.

"Sylvia, every time you come, you act like a bandit. What are you

doing!" A middle-aged man, with a cigarette in his mouth, was sitting

with his legs crossed on a dirty chair.

He reached out to flick cigarette ash, which slowly floated down to the

ground.

"Don't pretend to be poor in front of me."

Sylvia went straight to Tech Mall in the early morning.

Her computer and phone needed to be upgraded, but what she wanted

only could be found here.

She stood up and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Doggy, hurry up

and bring me your latest products. I'll help fit them together. Is that

okay?"

She looked for a while but didn't find what she wanted, so they must

have been hidden by him.

"Such a mean girl, can't you talk properly? I am your uncle. How can

you call me Doggy?"

The middle-aged man stood up and stared angrily at her. "Call me

properly and I'll get them for you."

"Adriel, please stop gibbering. I have urgent business to handle!" Sylvia

was really in a hurry. It was almost noon, and she had no more time to

waste here.

The middle-aged man realized it, no longer teased her, and turned into

the inner room. After a while, he took a box.

This box was new, a sharp contrast to his dirty, shabby and small store.

“The latest goods are all in it. Here you are."

Sylvia reached out and took it with a smile.

She put a bank card on the table, "Give you!"

Then she held that box and hurried away.

The middle-aged man ran out and shouted to her, "Sylvia, I'm leaving

tomorrow! Please call me if there's an emergency.”

"Okay. Hope you're doing well." Sylvia said without turning back.

A shopkeeper from the next store talked to the middle-aged man

cheerfully, "Your niece comes here again? No consumer comes to your

store, except your niece. Without her, your business must be over.”

"Go away. You know nothing." The middle-aged man smilingly picked

up the bank card and closed his store.

When Sylvia had just left the Tech Mall and put the box in the car, her

phone rang.

She looked at the caller ID and chucked."Hello, Mrs. Wilson."

"Miss Andrews. Our foundation will hold an outdoor tea party tomorrow

afternoon as the weather has been good recently. Are you interested in

it? There are many young talents, and many senior professionals from

all walks of life," Winter said with a smile.

A smile flicked into her eyes as she said casually, "Oh? What is the

theme?"

“You will know it when you come. I wanna keep you in suspense and

our tea party won't let you down.” Winter boasted, "Miss Andrews, I

wonder whether Keturah Brown would be interested in such a tea

party?"

"Oh, well, you don't even tell what the theme is. How could I know

whether she would go?" Sylvia said indifferently.

The tone sounded arrogant and cold, a sharp contrast to Winter's

studied cordial tone of voice.

Such an uncomfortable tone almost irritated Winter.

Then Winter bottled up her anger as much as possible. "Miss Andrews,

I'm just joking. Well, I've heard that Keturah Brown is very

knowledgeable about traditional clothing, which is exactly the theme of

the tea party. It will be held in Wilson Group Tulip Town."

Winter paused and said excitedly, “In a sea of blooming tulips, we wear

elegant and classical traditional costumes, and happily drink afternoon

tea. Such a pleasant scene! I even can't wait!"

Sylvia felt Winter's words disgusting. "Mrs. Wilson, it's not hard to tell

you are very talented at poetry reading.”

Those who didn't know the fact may think that Winter was not talking on

the phone, but doing poetry readings.

Winter didn't notice the mockery in Sylvia's tone of voice, but felt proud,

"Miss Andrews, you are flattering me. To be honest, I am indeed the

head of the poetry reading group of the Wilson philanthropic

foundation.”

Sylvia felt speechless.

After a moment, she said, "Mrs. Wilson, I'm glad you inform me it's

about traditional costume. If I were the only one in casual clothes

tomorrow, I would be very embarrassed."

Winter's smile froze. "Miss Andrews, you misunderstand me. I am

joking just now."

“I know it, but it is a bad joke." Sylvia didn't want to talk to her. She

made up her mind to get rid of the Wilson family! As to the Wilson

Group, she gotta figure out what dirty business it was doing.

Then she hung up the phone.

Winter was so angry that she stared at the dark phone screen and

swore, “A bitch! How dare she hang up on me! Who does she think she

is? She's just an eye candy, who climbs the ladder by man! How dare

she hang up on me?"

Her secretary Rosie hurriedly gave her a glass of water, "Mrs. Wilson,

please calm down. She was not worth it."

"You don't know what she said! Such a bitch, how dare she talk to me

like that. I will teach her a good lesson after I play up to Keturah Brown!

After I diddle all the money from Keturah Brown, I will crush her!"

Winter was so angry that she took deep breaths, and still couldn't calm

down. The anger made her almost lose her mind.

"Mrs. Wilson, she is just a slutty woman. We have seen many women

of this type in our foundation, and you conquered all of them. She has

yet to realize how powerful you are, but one day she will know it."

Rosie flattered Winter, which made Winter feel a little bit better.

“You are right. Just give her a chance to boast herself today. In

tomorrow's tea party, I'll let her pay a lot!"

She looked greedy and vicious with a sneer on her lips.