Queen Revenge

I couldn’t figure out why Ben Richter suddenly targeted the Hill Group before, and after knowing that Walker Richter was still alive, I figured it out.

Ben Richter is not targeting the Hill Group but Walker Richter. Ben Richter should have realized that Walker Richter is still alive and used this method to force him to show up, otherwise Mr. Richter’s mother wouldn’t have said that she wouldn’t implicate the Hill Group.

I said, “No matter what’s fishy about this, you stay out of it and just do your own thing.”

“You seriously don’t care?” Martin Mo sat on the swivel chair, absently knocking on the table, “Alva, do you already have an idea in mind? Fiona called me, you should be more urgent than anyone the Hill Group out of the crisis.”

Fiona Croix was afraid that it would be hard for me to talk, that’s why she approached Martin Mo.

I looked at him and asked rhetorically, “Then how much does it cost you to make a move?”

Martin Mo pondered for a moment and held out two fingers, “Two billion dollars, this is still a conservative estimate.”

“I can’t afford to make you lose two billion dollars for a word from Bella Hill that I don’t know is true or not.” I said, “Don’t think about it for me, I know it in my heart.”

Martin Mo frowned, “Alva, do you really want to be so clear with me?”

After a moment’s hesitation, I said, “Walker is back.”

Martin Mo thought I was mentally disturbed and babbling, a little taken aback, he gathered his composure, “Alva, you know what you’re talking about.”

“I’m sober and in my right mind and spirit, he’s really back, we met last night.” I said matter-of-factly, “The news of the violent death and dying in the first place was just a setup, Ben Richter went from Walker Richter this time too, so stay out of it.”

“Really?” Martin Mo’s pupils shrunk, still a bit in disbelief, “Walker Richter really isn’t dead?”

I nodded, “A thousand times over.”

Martin Mo was silent for a while, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly, “I really don’t know if this is good news or bad news.”

I understood the meaning of Martin Mo’s words.

While we were chatting, there was a sudden commotion outside, it was Frank Hill who came, he should have known from Shirley Hill that Martin Mo was not helping, that’s why he came in person, the secretary was stopping him outside, but he couldn’t stop him, Frank Hill rushed in, he shouldn’t have thought that I would be here, when he saw me, it was as if he had grasped a lifesaving straw, and he said happily: “Alva, my good daughter, I knew you wouldn’t ignore the Hill family, you are here to find Nancheng to discuss the company’s business, right?”

With that, Frank Hill licked his face, smiled and said to Martin Mo: “I haven’t misjudged anyone, Nancheng, as long as Hill’s family can get through this, when Yilia gets married, I will give ten percent of the shares as dowry, and I won’t treat you poorly.”

Hill’s ten percent can not be worth two billion, and Martin Mo simply do not have the intention to help, Frank Hill this is an exit to the afterword blocked, if replaced by someone else, this step can not be good to go down, but in favor of this person is Martin Mo, for Frank Hill’s high hat, he did not pick up, and directly said: “Uncle! I can’t help you with the Hill Group.”

When the words fell, Frank Hill’s face was as colorful as a palette, Martin Mo’s words were a direct slap in his face, not giving face.

Frank Hill is dared to be angry and dare not say ah, finally he put his hope on me: “Alva, you say something, Nan Cheng, he listens to you the most …”

I interrupted him, “Don’t force yourself.”

Frank Hill was so anxious that he raised his voice: “How is this imposing, the Mo family is a big family, and our two families will soon be in-laws, this little favor, how is this imposing, Nancheng ah, uncle knows that you like Alva, as long as you help, I’ll make the decision to let Alva marry you, how? ”

Martin Mo and I were both stunned by these words, I didn’t expect Frank Hill to say such words in order to get Martin Mo to help.

I was a bit embarrassed on my face, Martin Mo also sank his face, “Uncle, in your eyes, what is Alva? An item?”

“This, this is not …” Under Martin Mo’s stern eyes, Frank Hill’s momentum is getting weaker and weaker, and the latter words were swallowed back.

I felt humiliated and said in a cold voice, “You don’t hit anyone here, the Hill Group won’t collapse, go back to do your Hill General at ease.”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Dropping this sentence, I turned around and walked away.

I walked to the door of the company, Frank Hill came out after me, “Alva, what did you mean by that just now?”

“Literally.”

“The Hill Group is going to be okay?” Frank Hill was ecstatic: “It’s going to be okay, right?”

The company is Frank Hill’s heart and soul, during this period of time he worried about the company’s affairs white hair, looking at the slightly old and sickly Frank Hill because of my words of joy in the eyes, I think he is poor.

In the end, I still moved with compassion, softened his tone: “It should be fine.”

I didn’t dare to put words in my mouth.

Frank Hill was so absorbed in his joy that he didn’t bother to notice my uncertain tone.

With my words, Frank Hill left satisfied, before leaving, he asked me if I wanted to go home for dinner, no matter what the purpose of this sentence, listening to the ears, or a little comfortable, at least, he remembered that I am his daughter.

I refused, at this time the Hill family must be pandemonium, why should I let myself go to find pain.

After watching Frank Hill leave, I went back to the manor.

When I saw the Bentley parked in the yard, I knew Walker Richter was back.

I ran upstairs with joy, Doctor Chou was examining him, even Mr. Richter’s mother was waiting at the door.

After about half an hour, Doctor Chou came out from inside, I immediately went in, I don’t know what Doctor Chou did to him, his whole face was white, sweat soaked through his clothes, when he saw me, he pulled out a weak smile, “Back.”

This is the first time I have seen such a weak Walker Richter, the sunlight from the window through, hit him, coated with a layer of light halo, trance ethereal, as if at any time can disappear.

My heart clenched hard as I walked over and squatted down beside him, “Feeling better? I’m going to put the bath water on for you.”

He nodded, I went into the bathroom to put the bath water, for him to take the clothes out and put them away, I am a little uneasy about him alone into the bath, want to accompany, he flirted with, “I’m afraid that I will not be able to control.”

In exchange for the usual, I have already blushed, at this time, I have only heartache.

“Then I will wait for you outside.”

I was uneasy, and kept guarding at the door, listening to the movements inside, preventing the moment there was something wrong, I immediately went in.

After half an hour, Walker Richter wrapped in a bath towel, one hand propped up on the door frame and pushed the door open and came out, the whole bathroom steaming, his face also rosy a little.

“I’ll get your clothes.”

I immediately give him his clothes, even though it’s the middle of summer and I’m afraid he’ll catch a cold.

I turned around and waited for him to change before turning back, “Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat or drink?”

“Alva,” Walker Richter suddenly hugged me, greedily inhaling my scent, and said with great contentment, “As long as you’re around, anything is good.”

As long as he lives, I don’t ask for anything either.

I hugged him and rubbed myself affectionately in his arms, “Then you can’t leave me behind in the future.”

“After a year, if there is no suitable heart …”

“There has to be.” I put my index finger up to his lips, “Walker Richter, think of it as trying to stay alive for me, okay.”

I don’t care about those grudges in the past now, all I think about is Bella Hill telling me the whereabouts of my child and reuniting us as a family, even if it’s just for a short year, it’s enough.

Now there is no whereabouts of the child, and I don’t dare to tell Walker Richter, I don’t want to disappoint him.

He looked at me with sunken eyes, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, “Good.”

Walker Richter’s body is not as good as before, every day to drink Chinese medicine to adjust.

I asked him, “If I hadn’t come to the manor, would you never have let me know you were alive?”

He nodded, quite honestly.

That’s what Walker Richter was like.

If I hadn’t inadvertently found out that he was alive, he was really going to hide it from me; he only had a year left, and I’d already experienced loss once, and he didn’t want me to experience it again.

That’s why he didn’t explain when he first found out that I had recovered my memories, even if I misunderstood that he had something to do with the car accident.

Only hate could make me feel better inside and make me forget about him.

I started to miss a little bit the days in Pear orchard, when I played my mind in front of him without realizing that he had already seen through it.

Curious, I asked, “Walker Richter, when did you realize you married the wrong man back then?”

He must have known, he was so smart, how could Bella Hill hide it.

Walker Richter recalled, a warm smile on his lips, “When I found out you weren’t Bella Hill.”

I was surprised, but he had found out I was a fake the day after I entered Pear orchard, and by that time he had already guessed that he had married the wrong person.

No wonder, he had said he had been sober, sober enough to know who I was.

He stroked my hair, “Round and round you go, you’re still my Ms. Richter.”

Yes, a year late, I was still his Ms. Richter.

That’s what Frank Hill calls fate.