Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 276: Insults

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“You vixen! You approached Young Master Graves with malicious intent, knowing how anxious he is about the lawsuit! You’re just fifteen or sixteen and already so cunning – what will you become when you grow up?! Are you Grey’s student? Well, very well! Tomorrow I’ll definitely report this to the school board!”

Bella Foster suddenly burst out, pointing and scolding Purple Summers. Her chest heaved with anger and shock!

She knew that Gavin Graves liked mature women, so her attention had always been on Yolanda Summers, who was slightly older. It was only when Purple Summers was taken upstairs that Bella Foster began to feel uneasy.

While Purple Summers was upstairs talking with Gavin Graves, Bella Foster wasn’t idle. She inquired Yolanda Summers about their identity and why they came to the Graves Family today.

Not wanting to offend Bella Foster, Yolanda told her everything, revealing that Young Master Graves had taken an interest in Purple Summers to become a big star!

At that moment, Bella Foster panicked and immediately found an excuse to go upstairs.

The Foster Family and the Graves Family had some connections, so Bella Foster boldly went all the way to the outside of the parlor and heard every word Purple Summers said!

—Young Master Graves even asked Purple Summers to investigate the case of the second young master, he must be crazy!

After she pointed and scolded Purple Summers, Bella Foster looked anxiously at Gavin Graves, “Young Master! She’s just an orphan adopted by the Summers Family, you can’t really trust her! If we lose the second trial after losing the first one, there’s no hope for the second young master!”

She couldn’t understand why the wise and intelligent Gavin Graves would believe a child! Even though Purple Summers was delicately pretty, she was just a little girl!

Purple Summers was accustomed to being doubted, but it was the first time she had been pointed and scolded. Her eyes grew colder, and she said indifferently, “This matter is of great importance, and I have no guarantee of winning. Young Master Graves might want to reconsider.”

Gavin Graves’s face darkened, his eyes cold and piercing.

“Did I ask you to send a message to Ms. Foster?” he asked Lester Williams. Lester Williams’s expression was ambiguous as he replied, “I did, I told Ms. Foster to wait downstairs, but I guess she had her hands full and forgot.” Bella Foster’s face flushed and paled with embarrassment, but she persisted in persuading, “Brother Graves, your mother wouldn’t approve if she knew about this!”

This time she called him “Brother” instead of “Young Master” to appear closer to him.

“Please show Ms. Foster out,” Gavin Graves said coldly, without looking at her. Bella Foster was on the verge of tears, as if she would cry at any moment. Lester Williams walked over and whispered, “Ms. Foster, do you really want to make the young master angry?”

Bella Foster’s heart trembled, covering her lips as she swallowed back her sobs, but her tears still rolled down her cheeks.

She was led out by Lester Williams.

It wasn’t long before Lester Williams came back alone and told Gavin Graves, “Ms. Foster has gone back.”

Gavin Graves’s thin lips pressed together, clearly displeased and somewhat embarrassed.

Bella Foster’s mother was a close female friend of Gavin Graves’s mother, so Bella used to visit the Graves household with her mother frequently when she was a child, forming some bond between their families.

He hadn’t expected, however, that Bella Foster would become more and more unreasonably wilful as she grew older, even daring to burst out yelling while Gavin Graves was entertaining guests.

This was extremely disrespectful.

Purple Summers’s emotions had recovered from being agitated. She picked up the file bag and stood up, asking, “Young Master, can I take these materials with me?”

Gavin Graves came back to his senses and nodded, “Yes.”

After a moment’s hesitation, he said, “Ms. Summers, please wait.”

Gavin Graves asked Lester Williams to bring a delicate light brown leather briefcase.

When the briefcase was opened, it was full of gold bars.

Neat and tidy, dazzlingly golden.

Purple Summers was momentarily stunned, as she heard Marcel Jefferson’s gasp…

Everyone loved gold. Even if the gold bars before them were replaced with equivalent banknotes, they might not have had as much of an impact as they did now.

This was a huge sum of money!

Purple Summers stared blankly at the gold bars and, for some reason, asked a bizarre question, “Young Master, can you scuba dive?”