Chapter 1683: 409: Break your dog's leg!_3 Chapter 1683: 409: Break your dog's leg!_3 It was just a side profile, yet it already left Wallis utterly astonished. She quickly tugged on Naren's hand, “Naren, quick, look! That girl is so gorgeous!”
Naren looked up.
Just as she was about to say what was the big deal, upon seeing the girl's face, she swallowed her words.
This was the girl she had seen at the restroom door earlier.
The man pulling the suitcase was Terrence Lentz.
It was also at this moment that Naren seemed to think of something, squinting her eyes as she turned to Wallis, “Wallis, I remember now.”
Suddenly struck by such a thought, Wallis was a bit perplexed, “Remember what?”
Naren continued, “I remember whose voice Mr. Terrence sounds like.”
“Who?” Hearing this, Wallis also showed a face full of curiosity.
And a bit of excitement.
“Terrence Lentz,” Naren said.
It couldn't just be similar, they were exactly the same.
At these words, Wallis burst out laughing, “So, Naren, are you saying that Terrence Lentz is Mr. Terrence?”
By the end, Wallis's laughter grew louder.
Naren was somewhat speechless, “That's not what I meant, but their voices really do sound alike.”
Both were very pleasant to the ears, very magnetic.
Naren was very clear in her heart, Terrence Lentz could absolutely not be Mr. Terrence.
Wallis continued, “However, it's not entirely impossible. Mr. Terrence conceals his identity, living under the guise of a good-for-nothing before the eyes of the public. Actually, this way, he can see more, see farther.”
When one is at the lowest, one can face human nature more directly.
Naren shook her head, “Mr. Terrence could be anyone, but he is definitely not Terrence Lentz.”
Wallis looked at Naren, “Why not?”
Naren narrowed her eyes, “If Mr. Terrence really was Terrence Lentz, do you think Bartley Lentz and Len Lentz would begrudge splitting the family assets?”
That's not splitting the family.
It's self-destruction.
Those two brothers aren't that foolish.
Also.
If Terrence Lentz were really Mr. Terrence, the Lentz Clan wouldn't be in their current situation.
Wallis nodded, “That makes sense.”
Having said this, Wallis chuckled, “Naren, I was actually just saying it offhandedly. You're right, how could that good-for-nothing Terrence Lentz possibly be Mr. Terrence?”
Since when could mud be plastered on a wall?
Isn't that a joke?
Naren then said, “Actually, if Terrence Lentz hadn't had the car accident, maybe he would be quite a renowned figure by now.”
“The car accident is just an excuse,” Wallis followed up. “Maybe Terrence Lentz had long since lost his talent, and the Lentz family couldn't bear such a blow, so they had to comfort themselves with the excuse of a car accident.”
There are no eternal prodigies.
Terrence Lentz's era had also long since vanished.
Wallis's gaze returned to the couple ahead, laughing as she said, “Naren, did you notice? That couple up front is quite easy on the eyes.”
Although she couldn't see the man's face, judging from his back, he seemed like a handsome guy, too.
Naren added, “Haven't you noticed yet?”
“Noticed what?” Wallis asked.
“That man is Terrence Lentz,” Naren stated, emphasizing each word.
Wallis's eyes widened, and the look of envy in her eyes instantaneously turned into one of disgust. So it was that good-for-nothing!
Immediately, Wallis changed her tune, “That woman must be no good either! With a face that pretty, she must be plastic.”
The woman who hangs around a good-for-nothing, how could she be any good?
Definitely after his money.
Even if Terrence Lentz is a good-for-nothing,
The Lentz family still has some assets, enough to let Terrence Lentz squander it on eating, drinking, gambling, whoring, and playing with women.
Plastic?
Upon hearing these three words, Naren's mental balance was instantly restored.
Wallis was right.
With such advanced technology, where do all these natural beauties come from?
The majority are made.
Wallis no longer admired the beauty and accompanied Naren into a business vehicle.
Meanwhile,
Terrence Lentz and Viola Thompson also got into a car.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of an ancient castle.
Terrence Lentz got out of the car first, then extended his hand to Viola Thompson, leading her out.
An elderly housekeeper stood at the entrance of the castle.
“Sir, miss, welcome home,” he greeted.
Viola, curious, asked, “Where are uncle and auntie?”
The housekeeper continued, “Mr. Lentz and Mrs. Lentz have already gone on vacation to Cigacan.”
Knowing that Terrence Lentz was coming, so the two immediately went off to Cigacan.
The young couple hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Chapter end
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