Chapter 316

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Bella Thompson’s eyes unconsciously squinted, her pupils contracting and her facial expression twitching slightly.

This reckless girl’s attitude was truly audacious!

Still as detestable as ever!

“Look at you, thinking your abilities can flip the sky.”

Bella Thompson after all was a person seasoned by experiences, no matter how churning her feelings were, she regained her composure at this moment, only mocking Olivia Jenkins with her words.

Olivia Jenkins insouciantly leaned close to Bella Thompson, her calm voice spraying onto Bella Thompson’s face, ‘You definitely have to live to see it. I’m not sure if I can turn the sky upside down, but I am certain that I can boot your son out of Light Media, I can become the master of Light Media, I can take your place.”

Bella Thompson’s face turned an alternating series of pale and green hues.

Her mouth twitched involuntarily, forcing an awkward smile onto her face.

Bella Thompson glared hatefully at Olivia Jenkins, striving to suppress the surge of rage she wanted to let loose.

This insolent girl was too audacious, it’s a pity that Fiona failed to kill her and even lost her own life in the process!

One day, this insolent girl will definitely falter in her hands, and she won’t let her survive.

Watching Bella Thompson seething yet not daring to retort, a flicker of pleasure swept through Olivia Jenkin’s heart, “Still dreaming of reaping where you’ve not sown, do you think everyone is a fool? Bella Thompson, you’re not even worthy of dreaming! Yonder Group is already an empty shell and is going bankrupt soon, I wonder if you’ll end up sleeping on the streets?”

Bella Thompson forced out a cold laugh, persevering in responding, “Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west. Who knows if your end will be the same as mine!”

“Another evil deed and you’ll perish; this is undoubtedly your fate! Tell your son to not touch me lightly, I won’t be polite if he does, and don’t cry when he complains about being bullied.”

“Don’t get too carried away, you’re definitely going to end up worse than me!” “I’m not like you, always seeking attention, fearing that I would forget about you. Then again, no one pays any attention to you. If you don’t find a way to assert your presence, no one will know who you are. Bella Thompson, I begin to understand your hysteria. Without the title of Mrs. Olivia Marshall, you’re as good as a stray dog.”

Bella Thompson was trembling with fury.

She’s bringing this humiliation onto herself.

With a vicious glare at Olivia Jenkins, Bella Thompson left first.

Valerie Howard kept sneaking giggles, staring at Olivia Jenkins like a fan-girl.

Madam is so formidable, truly gallant, absolutely her idol!

“You won’t find this strange after witnessing this sort of scenes frequently. It will become a norm after a few more times.”

Olivia Jenkins continued walking and talking, Valerie Howard nodded in response.

In a nutshell, she felt that Madam had quite the queenly aura.

The old man asked them to return to Beverly Hills for dinner and Olivia Jenkins along with Daniel Marshall arrived early.

Beverly Hills, regardless whether it’s Chinese or Western cuisine, had many star chefs. In order to learn more about culinary knowledge, Olivia Jenkins went to the kitchen.

Daniel Marshall also followed along.

In an instant, the kitchen was filled with their affection for each other, which made others envious.

Michael and Matthew Marshall were back. Dinner was still not ready and the servants were all standing in the living room, not in the kitchen preparing food.

Michael casually asked: “What are you all dumbfoundedly standing here for? A special welcome home for us? No dinner tonight?”

Alexander Marshall slightly lifted his eyelid and glanced at his son, “Olivia Jenkins and Daniel Marshall are responsible for dinner, they are busy in the kitchen! ”

With a “whoosh” , Michael’s face changed and he headed straight upstairs.

“If you’re not eating, then skip it. Tonight, the servants won’t be cooking, I’ve given them the night off.”

Michael came back down, sat opposite his father, and coldly began: “Dad, must you invite the wolf into the house again? You won’t know the pain until you are bitten, right?”