Chapter 1684: 409: Break your dog's leg!_4 Chapter 1684: 409: Break your dog's leg!_4 One simply can't stand here like a spare wheel.
Eleanor Armstrong and Harlan Lentz were both very self-aware parents.
Terrence Lentz was also a bit surprised and hurriedly asked, “When did they leave?”
The housekeeper smiled and said, “They left just this morning. Mr. Lentz and Mrs. Lentz asked me to wish you both a pleasant holiday in the castle.”
“Understood,” Terrence Lentz nodded slightly.
On the other side.
Harlan Lentz and Eleanor Armstrong had already boarded a plane bound for Cigacan worth millions.
Eleanor Armstrong sat by the window and turned to look at Harlan Lentz, “Do you think Terrence has arrived in Country Polluton yet?”
Harlan Lentz said, “He must have by now.”
After pondering, Harlan Lentz added, “Maybe Viola has already picked him up.”
Eleanor Armstrong said, “Viola has a meeting to attend this afternoon.”
“Did we leave too early then?” Harlan Lentz suddenly sat upright, “If you had told me earlier about Viola being busy this afternoon, we should have gone to the airport to pick him up.”
In a father's eyes,
no matter how old the child is, they are always their little one.
Parents should not allow their son to disembark from a plane all alone.
Eleanor Armstrong rolled her eyes at Harlan Lentz, “And you say I spoil our son! Look at yourself!”
Harlan Lentz wanted to say something but felt he was at a loss for words and swallowed them back.
Eleanor Armstrong continued, “What if Viola planned a surprise for Terrence? You don't understand anything!”
Lastly, Eleanor Armstrong added, “Typical straight man!”
Harlan Lentz, baffled by the scolding, said very speechlessly, “Can't you just talk without personal attacks? Who's the 'typical straight man'?”
Eleanor Armstrong rolled her eyes at Harlan Lentz again, “Who's the one who mistook eyeshadow for sleep in their eyes?”
Harlan Lentz: “…” Fine, he remained silent.
Eleanor Armstrong pulled out her phone and just turned it on when she saw a message from the bank sent two hours ago.
Reading the contents of the message, Eleanor Armstrong's eyebrows knitted slightly.
Seeing her like this, Harlan Lentz continued, “What is it?”
Who dares to provoke the tiger mom!
Eleanor Armstrong looked at Harlan Lentz and continued, “Terrence transferred the money back again.”
Harlan Lentz asked, “Are you talking about the fifty million we sent him this morning?”
“Yes,” Eleanor Armstrong nodded.
A moment passed, Eleanor Armstrong worriedly said, “What's going on with this child? He's not at the age to earn money yet, so how can he not be short of it? Doesn't he spend money on dating? Doesn't buying gifts for Viola cost money? Doesn't taking Viola out to play require money?”
Not only did Terrence refuse their money, but he was also covering their global travel expenses.
Where was his money coming from?
Harlan Lentz seemed to think of something, looked at Eleanor Armstrong, and said frowning, “Don't tell me that this brat has been using Viola's money all along?”
Eleanor Armstrong widened her eyes.
A moment later, Eleanor Armstrong continued, “No! That can't be! Terrence isn't what you think, he's not a 'kept man.'”
A man, no matter how poor, should not spend a woman's money.
Although Terrence had fallen on hard times over the years, as his mother, no one understood her son better than Eleanor Armstrong.
Harlan Lentz squinted his eyes, “Then where is he getting his money? Let me tell you, Terrence's current spending is definitely not something an ordinary family can afford.”
First of all, renting a castle abroad is a significant expense.
Secondly, Terrence had also arranged a global trip for them.
Additionally, dating Viola Thompson also costs money.
Going to movies, buying clothes…
All these were expenditures.
But now, Terrence Lentz not only stopped asking his family for money, he actually gave them money instead.
Where did his money come from?
Eleanor Armstrong licked her lips and looked at Harlan Lentz, “Lentz, do you think our Terrence… could really be Mr. Terrence?”
Ordinary people couldn't afford such expenses, but Mr. Terrence could.
Eleanor Armstrong had suspected that Terrence Lentz was Mr. Terrence, and with this calculation, she was even more convinced.
“Stop joking around!”
Speaking of which, Harlan Lentz added, “Next time you make a joke, keep your voice down! If someone hears it, they'll definitely laugh at us.”
Eleanor Armstrong rolled her eyes at Harlan Lentz, “Do you look down on your son that much?”
Harlan Lentz said, “It's not that I look down on him, it's that I see things very clearly.”
How could Terrence Lentz, who had been wasting away for so many years, suddenly become Mr. Terrence?
A moment later, Harlan Lentz looked at Eleanor Armstrong, “Alright, stop overthinking it. Our Terrence's fate is already good enough! What does he need a bicycle for!”
Who among the ordinary people could catch Viola Thompson!
It was as if the ancestors of the Lentz Clan's graves were billowing with green smoke.
Eleanor Armstrong narrowed her eyes, “Then where do you think Terrence's money is coming from?”
Other than the possibility of Terrence Lentz being Mr. Terrence.
Other than the money not coming from Viola Thompson, is there a third possibility?
But Eleanor Armstrong had asked Viola Thompson, and Viola had completely denied ever giving money to Terrence Lentz, and she even said she believed in Terrence.
She even believed the ghost story that Terrence Lentz was Mr. Terrence.
At this moment, Harlan Lentz seemed to think of something and turned his head to look at Eleanor Armstrong, “Do you think it could be the Patriarch?”
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Armstrong's eyes lit up, “Right! It must be our dad!”
Probably only Patriarch Lentz in the entire Lentz Clan had that kind of strength!
After recovering from his serious illness, Patriarch Lentz went to Lusto Country to retire, and his children would go see him in turns.
Staying with the Patriarch for about ten days at a time.
Almost every month someone went.
Now the Patriarch in Lusto Country was living very happily, even looking years younger.
Somewhat helplessly, Harlan Lentz said, “I already told dad that his money was for his retirement! But he just wouldn't listen!”
Eleanor Armstrong smiled and said, “Dad has always been partial to Terrence, you know that! Let's not talk about this yet, when we get there, we'll quietly give the money back to dad!”
If the other siblings heard about it, it wouldn't be good.
Harlan Lentz nodded, “Understood.”
Country Polluton is not far from Cigacan.
Two hours later, the plane landed at Cigacan airport.
As soon as Harlan Lentz landed, he took out his phone and called Terrence Lentz.
“Hello, Dad.”
Harlan Lentz continued, “Third son, your mom and I have arrived in Cigacan, everything's fine, don't worry.”
Without waiting for Terrence Lentz to speak, Harlan Lentz asked, “Have you met with Viola?”
“Hmm,” Terrence Lentz slowly said, “she's upstairs, we've already met.”
Upon hearing this, Harlan Lentz immediately gave a stern warning, “You and Viola are staying in a castle, remember to behave properly, Viola is still young. Don't do anything inappropriate.”
At the end, Harlan Lentz added fiercely, “Otherwise, believe it or not, I'll break your damn legs!”
There was absolutely no joking in his voice.
It had the kind of impact that made one feel like he could burst through the screen at any moment to follow through on his threat, sending a shiver down the spine.
Terrence Lentz: “…” felt like he was not his own flesh and blood.
“Why aren't you saying anything?” Harlan Lentz asked impatiently.
It was only then that Terrence Lentz reluctantly spoke, “I believe.”
Chapter end
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