Chapter 1122: 301: It's too late for regrets! _2 Chapter 1122: 301: It's too late for regrets! _2 Really, that good-for-nothing Terrence Lentz should have been ousted long ago.
What's he doing at the Lentz Clan residence other than attracting trouble?
The will was stuck like a thorn in the two brothers' hearts.
They just can't wait to chase Terrence out of their home right now.
“Terrence is not like the others,” Eleanor Armstrong suppressed her rage, “You may need his help in the future!”
Hearing this, Charlotte Young burst out laughing.
Benefit from Terrence?
That's probably never going to happen in this lifetime!
Eleanor Armstrong's deep love for her son made her say such ridiculous things.
Charlotte Young continued: “Mom, just like you, I do look forward to that day. But who knows when we'll be able to benefit from the third son's success?”
“Sister-in-law, since mom said so, let's wait,” Sophie then said, “Even if we can't benefit from it, Zi Han and Zi Chen still can! And if they can't, they'll have their own children one day. We'll definitely benefit from the third son's success some day!”
Just listen to her.
It's simply heartless.
Eleanor Armstrong was naturally choked with anger.
Before she could say anything, Charlotte Young continued: “Mom, we're going off track. If you're too shy to notify Miss Thompson about your birthday, we can do it for you.”
Sophie nodded, “Sister-in-law is right, we'll notify her!”
Not notifying Viola and notifying her but she doesn't come are two different matters.
Sophie and Charlotte Young want to make Eleanor Armstrong face the reality.
A good-for-nothing will always remain a good-for-nothing.
A top national scientific researcher would never be interested in such a person.
Before Eleanor Armstrong could react, Sophie held Charlotte Young's hand, “Let's go, sister-in-law. Mom, we'll notify Miss Thompson about your birthday.”
With that, the two went upstairs.
Eleanor Armstrong turned to Harlan Lentz at her side. “Look! Look! These two are getting too much! How could you stand there like a log and not say a word?”
Harlan Lentz was also helpless, how could a mature man like him get into a quarrel with his daughter-in-law?
Eleanor Armstrong continued: “What should we do now?”
Harlan Lentz replied: “Let them do as they please, they don't necessarily have Viola's contact.”
In his heart, Harlan Lentz understood why his two daughters-in-law acted this way.
First, it was to vent their anger.
Because he separated the inheritance into three parts for the next hundred years, the eldest and second son were very unsatisfied, thinking that Terrence, due to his illness, was not qualified to inherit the family business.
Secondly, they were just there to watch the fun
After all, the gap between Viola now and Terrence was indeed huge.
Speaking of Charlotte Young and Sophie, even he as a father, sometimes felt that Terrence was not good enough for Viola.
When they returned to the room,
Bartley Lentz was on the phone. When he saw Charlotte Young coming upstairs, he hung up the phone, turned his head to her, then asked, “What did you just say downstairs? Your voices are so loud.”
“Talking about your mom's birthday.” Charlotte Young continued, “Your mom said that Miss Thompson would also come to her birthday party. Isn't that a big joke?”
Hearing this, Bartley Lentz widened his eyes, “Did mom really say that?”
“Of course!” Charlotte Young continued, “Not only that, your mom said she doesn't want to notify Miss Thompson about the party! And, she actually said that the good-for-nothing will have a great future, and that we'll all benefit from his success! How hilarious!”
Every time she remembered Eleanor Armstrong's words, Charlotte Young thought her mother-in-law was crazy!
Bartley Lentz shook his head in speechlessness, “She indeed got old and muddled!”
After saying that, Bartley Lentz continued: “The gambling website posted the prize for supporting Miss Thompson. It's up to three thousand billion! Miss Thompson is simply too powerful! Had I known this, I would've placed a bet on her!”
Bartley Lentz was a cautious man and had not bet on either Hannah Sutton or Viola.
But now,
he regretted it.
Had he known, he would have put five million on Viola.
“By the way, you didn't bet, did you?” Bartley Lentz remembered the contents of his phone call, “Zhao Youkang bet all his assets on Hannah Sutton to win a big one. He has lost so much that he can't even afford underwear anymore.”
Hearing this, Charlotte Young felt very guilty, “I didn't bet. Why would I?”
Chapter end
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