Keira Olsen asked, "What's his name?"
She was quite curious about who "the grandson" was.
Given the broad scope of her work, it was quite possible they had met before.
The little granny beckoned to her, and Keira Olsen bent down and leaned in, bringing her ear close to hear the secret, "I'm only telling you, and you mustn't say a word to anyone else!"
"Okay."
The granny cleared her throat, "His nickname is Puppy."
Keira Olsen: ?
The granny explained, "My grandson was born in the Year of the Dog. When he was born, he weighed only three pounds and two ounces, and the doctors said he wouldn't grow much, so I gave him this name. Cheap names make it easier to raise them!"
"..."
Keira Olsen's mouth twitched, and she nearly laughed out loud.
From what the old lady said, it sounded like her grandson was at least the CEO of a company. Did his subordinates know that he's called Puppy?
Just as she was about to inquire about his formal name, the old lady spoke up again, "Daughter-in-law, the clothes here aren't good looking. Why don't you accompany me home to pick out a couple tonight?"
Keira Olsen had just heard the voice message the granny sent to "the grandson" and knew he would be returning as well.
The two had already planned to meet, so she didn't refuse, "Okay."
After finding a clean place to have lunch outside, Keira Olsen intended to send the little granny home to rest while she went to confront Lewis Horton.
But the little granny said, "I'm not tired at all. I'll accompany you to work, and we can go back to my place when you finish."
She seemed to fear that Keira Olsen would go back on her promise to accompany her home for clothes.
Such a childlike elder...
Keira Olsen agreed, albeit helplessly.
-
They arrived at a charity donation event organized by the government.
Keira Olsen settled the granny into a resting room, and then, with her press ID in hand, she found a place to sit inside the venue.
Today, Lewis Horton would donate on behalf of the Horton Group.
She sat right in the center of the front row, a spot from where she could easily be seen by him.
She even got in touch with the organizers ahead of time, ensuring they would choose her to stand up and ask questions when the time came.
In front of the whole gathering, she planned to hint to Lewis Horton that he should check his marital status at the courthouse!
The expression on Lewis Horton's face would certainly be unsightly...
Keira Olsen indulged in her delightful thoughts.
The event began, and soon the host mentioned the Horton Group.
Keira Olsen, full of anticipation, waited for Lewis Horton, but then she saw... Tom Davis taking the stage?
Tom Davis glanced meaningfully at Keira Olsen, "I apologize, but Mr. Horton had to change his schedule last minute. However, the Horton Group's donation will still be made as promised..."
The smile on Keira Olsen's face stiffened.
She took out her phone only to find a message from Samuel Morgan sent five minutes earlier: [Boss, all of Lewis Horton's recent itineraries have suddenly been changed!]
...This man is such a dog!
But it probably wasn't because of her, after all, in the eyes of Lewis Horton, she was just someone he could easily do without.
He probably changed things because he realized his schedule was leaked; for safety reasons, he had to make changes at the last minute.
Tsk, who is he guarding against?
…
Keira Olsen continued her interviews, and afterward, she handed over her equipment and interview materials to a colleague from the same newspaper and had them leave first.
She went to pick up the little old lady from the rest area and then arrived at an automobile manufacturing factory.
This was a division under the Horton Group.
All other engagements for Lewis Horton might be canceled, but a visit to the grassroots level factories was something the factory had been well prepared for. He couldn't change it at the last minute; it would be disrespectful to so many workers.
Indeed, she and the little old lady waited for a moment inside the coffee shop near the factory, and then saw a low-profile black Bentley drive through the factory gates.
Keira Olsen asked a coffee shop employee to take care of the old lady, and then she walked over.
She took out her temporary worker's ID for the place and handed it to the security guard, who glanced at it and said, "Sorry, Mr. Davis has ordered that during Mr. Horton's inspection, no delivery personnel, repairmen, interns, or temporary workers are allowed entry."
"…"
Keira Olsen knew it would be like this!
Tom Davis really was trying every possible way to stop her from seeing Lewis Horton...
Keira Olsen gave a smirk, took out another work badge, and passed it over. The guard saw it and instantly stood up straight, looking at her with admiration in his eyes, "Please come in."
Keira Olsen took back her work badge and confidently entered through the gates.
She soon found Lewis Horton.
The man was inspecting the workspaces accompanied by the factory manager. All the workers stayed outside, and the entrance was guarded by bodyguards, rendering it completely inaccessible.
Keira Olsen could only watch him from a distance through the glass window.
The man, in his suit and leather shoes, presented a visual feast as his handsome face and noble aura collided with the dim, cold machinery around him.
He listened intently to the manager's introduction, occasionally asking questions that left the manager visibly astonished, and after three to five minutes, the manager was wholeheartedly impressed with this new authority figure.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, the man slowly turned his head, locking eyes with Keira Olsen.
Keira Olsen waved at him.
Lewis Horton furrowed his brow and looked away.
At that moment, Tom Davis approached the window and "swoosh"—pulled down all the blinds, cutting off every gaze.
Keira Olsen: "…"
She was once again "invited" out of the factory by the bodyguards. Tom Davis stood at the entrance, chastising the guard: "Didn't I say interns and temporary workers are not allowed in?"
The guard nodded repeatedly, "But she's not just any temporary worker, she…"
Tom Davis snickered, cutting off the guard's words, "She's really quite extraordinary..."
After all, how could a normal person hold so many jobs at the same time!
Tom Davis was extremely annoyed; he said angrily to Keira Olsen, "Miss Olsen, our boss didn't want to lower himself to deal with you before, but you just don't know when to stop. You've come to bother him again and again. If you dare to show up in front of our boss once more, we will call the police and accuse you of harassment!"
Keira Olsen sighed, "If you don't want me to keep bothering you, then go check at the courthouse. I am truly Mr. Horton's wife. Why won't you believe me?"
Tom Davis snickered, "The marriage registration process requires everything to be complete in our country, and there's no such thing as getting it done without the parties present. The lie you're telling is so incredible it's laughable. Only someone with a broken brain would believe such preposterous claims!"
"…"
Keira Olsen truly couldn't talk sense into them.
She shrugged her shoulders helplessly, "Then I have no choice but to keep bothering you."
Tom Davis scoffed, "You really think you can see our boss whenever you want? If you get to see the boss again, then that would mean I'm incompetent as an assistant! By then, I'll live stream myself eating shit!"
Keira Olsen said nothing more and turned to leave.
It looked like tomorrow she would have to take a more aggressive approach.
After picking up the little old lady, Keira Olsen sent a WhatsApp message to her "grandson": [The Empress Dowager wants to go home to pick up a few clothes, what's the address of your place?]
Her "grandson" quickly sent her a location.
He then messaged her: [I'm about to finish up, where are you? I'll come to get you.]
Keira Olsen opened the location and glanced at it, then froze.
House One Manor... Isn't that the Horton Family's place?!
House One Manor in Oceanion is legendary.
It is located on the mid-slope of a hill, covering three thousand acres, with the Horton's ancestral home occupying over two thousand acres.
The remaining dozens of small villas are scattered around the Horton's estate.
It is the most famous rich neighborhood in Oceanion.
Keira Olsen thought that the little old lady's home was one of those small villas; she didn't dare to think it could be the Horton's.
She replied to the message, "No need, we are already in a taxi."
The little old lady showed signs of weariness and fell asleep as soon as she got into the car.
The taxi wound its way up the spacious and clean mountain road, entered House One Manor, and dropped them off at the location set by the navigation before leaving.
Keira Olsen looked up at the ancient and elegant gate adorned with exquisite carvings and hesitantly asked, "Grandma, is this your home?"
The little old lady, still groggy from sleep, looked a bit dazed, "Daughter-in-law, I can't remember."
Keira Olsen: "..."
She messaged her "grandson", "I think we took a wrong turn."
"Grandson": "Wait there, I'll be there shortly."
During the drive, Keira Olsen noticed that the nearest house was a five-minute drive away, indeed, it wasn't suitable to wander around.
She helped the little old lady sit on a stone bench nearby.
Suddenly, a BMW X7 stopped in front of them.
Isla Olsen and Poppy Hill got out of the back seat and rushed over to them.
Poppy Hill frowned and scolded, "Keira Olsen? It really is you! What are you doing here?"
Today, she accompanied Isla Olsen to the Hortons as a nanny and from a distance, she saw a young girl loitering in front of the Horton family gate, never expecting it was actually her!
Isla Olsen, looking at the tightly closed gates of the Hortons, asked, "Keira, are you here to pester Mr. Horton again?"
As soon as she said this, Poppy Hill yelled, "Bitch, don't you know what day it is today? Get lost at once! If you ruin Isla's reunion, I'll never let you off the hook!"
Keira Olsen was truly fed up with them.
But the little old lady was here, and she didn't want to have a conflict with them, so she suppressed her impatience and explained, "I am here to bring an old lady home, and we lost our way."
Isla Olsen said subconsciously, "Isn't that your husband's grandma? How could she possibly live in this neighborhood!"
Keira Olsen retorted, "Why not? Does this neighborhood belong to your family?"
Isla Olsen was at a loss for words.
But Poppy Hill cursed, "Stop pretending! Could the grandma of your poor-ass husband even live here?"
She looked directly at the little old lady, "You old thing, then tell me, which villa do you live in?"
Hearing this, Keira Olsen frowned, about to say something when the little old lady suddenly stood up, "I remember now! I live here! Daughter-in-law, follow me home!"
She grabbed Keira Olsen's hand and walked towards the Horton's gate.
There was still a hundred meters to the gate from here.
But after only a couple of steps, Isla Olsen spoke up, "Keira, after all the excuses, are you still using the old lady as a pretext to go to the Hortons?"
Keira Olsen paused in her steps, looking sharply ahead!
The Hortons?
Although she had some suspicions in her heart when she saw the grandeur of the gate…
It was hard for her to associate the polite "grandson" on WhatsApp with the cold and ruthless Lewis Horton…
Maybe the little old lady got it wrong?
Just as she was about to confirm, Poppy Hill suddenly charged over, reaching for the little old lady, "You old hag, coming up with such lies to freeload, shameless! You are not allowed to cause a disturbance at the Horton's!"
Keira Olsen was startled, she protected the little old lady with one hand and grabbed Poppy Hill with the other, pushing her away fiercely, "What are you doing?"
The little old lady was so old, she couldn't withstand any jostling!
Poppy Hill stumbled back from the push, and once she regained her footing, she cursed vehemently, "Ungrateful wretch, you even attack your own mother for such an old hag! I'm calling the police, accuse you of being unfilial!"
Keira Olsen ignored her, but the little old lady immediately retorted, "My granddaughter-in-law is not unfilial. You're talking nonsense!"
Poppy Hill sneered, "You old thing, just how poor have you become to send your granddaughter-in-law into the arms of another man for money? What? Did she share the profits with you? Or is this what your family does? You must have served plenty of men when you were younger, huh? You disgrace!"
"Shut up!!"
Keira Olsen scolded, quickly glancing at the little old lady.
The little old lady had never been insulted like this before and was indeed shaking all over.
Her hand pressed against her chest, her body uncontrollably began to tremble, and she slumped to the ground.
Keira Olsen quickly caught her, "Grandma, what's wrong with you!"
The little old lady gasped for breath, unable to speak.
Keira Olsen immediately took the nitroglycerin out of her pocket, but upon opening the bottle, she found it empty!!
Her pupils constricted.
The old lady's health was very poor, and it was not suitable to perform manual CPR unless it was absolutely necessary. The best option was medication.
She abruptly turned towards the door.
The Horton family must have medicine!
Even though the little old lady wasn't a Horton, she was their neighbor, and they wouldn't let her die without helping!
Keira Olsen picked up the old lady, "Grandma, don't be afraid, I'll take you to find medicine!"
But she was forcefully pulled back by Isla Olsen, "Kiera, don't do this. It was one thing to take advantage of your age to buy clothes, but how can you stir up trouble at the Horton family? They won't let you in…"
She looked at the little old lady, a dark flash crossing her eyes.
This old lady's complexion was very poor; she looked like she might really be dying.
If she were to die, Keira Olsen's husband would surely hate her! Then she'd see how Keira dares to seduce other men outside!
At this moment, Kiera Olsen felt like she was going to explode with anger!
Rage churned in her peach-blossom eyes, and she raised her foot to kick Isla Olsen.
"Get lost!"
Her voice was hoarse with fury.
The next moment, someone tightly hugged her leg.
Poppy Hill sat on the ground, embracing her without any dignity:
"You think you're the only ones who can provoke trouble? Anyone can do that! I'm going to die too, I'm being killed by my own daughter!"
"My chest hurts so much, I can't take it!"
"Even if I have to die today, I won't let this wretched old hag stir up trouble at the Hortons'!"
Kiera Olsen trembled with rage, her eyes growing colder.
She forcefully kicked Poppy Hill away and struck Isla Olsen's abdomen with her elbow, then strode forward!
Isla Olsen bent over, forehead breaking out in cold sweat from the pain.
But Poppy Hill ignored her pain and lunged at her again, clinging to her legs and screaming, "Help! Murder!"
Kiera Olsen, mindful of the little old lady in her arms, couldn't break free for the moment!
Just then!
A black Bentley slowly approached.
Lewis Horton got out of the car and asked sternly, "What are you doing?!"
Isla Olsen quickly spoke up, "Mr. Horton, it's Kiera who insisted on bringing a dying old lady to the Hortons to cause trouble. It's all my fault for not stopping her…"
Hearing this, Kiera Olsen slowly turned around.
Upon seeing the grandmother she was holding, Lewis Horton's pupils shrank abruptly!
Volume Two
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