"Of course."
"Don't worry, Patriarch. We will cooperate." The other members of Irene's family hurriedly agreed.
“Thank you.” Ailinwo thanked him, and asked the servants to arrange for the others to leave first, and said to his brother and sister-in-law, “You stay.”
The servants had almost sent everyone away.
The only people left in the living room were Irene Wo, Mrs. Hill's family, and the green-haired girl.
The green-haired girl stood beside the closet that was emitting warm light. She was so bored that she covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, as if she was out of place with the solemn atmosphere in the living room.
She rolled her eyes and looked around.
This is a European-style manor.
The living room is full of the style of the Renaissance era of the last century, with leather furniture and burning closets.
Oil paintings hang high above the silk wall coverings.
The ceiling light in the living room is the focus of the entire space. It adopts a retro chandelier design. The lamp body is made of exquisite metal material and the surface is carved with intricate patterns, which looks elegant and noble.
The lampshade is made of transparent glass, emitting a soft and warm light, illuminating the entire living room like daytime.
The light fell on the young woman's face, creating a bright shadow, making her beauty even more breathtaking.
If you ignore the strange atmosphere in the living room, the whole living room seems to be shrouded in a hazy and dreamy atmosphere, as if making people feel like they are in a mysterious dream.
Eleanor glanced at her parents, especially her mother's tense face, and knew that everything in the living room was just superficial warmth.
There is no such warmth in the Sixth Continent.
The Irene family has even less.
Wait until the sound of car exhaust outside disappears completely.
Mrs. Hill took an impatient step forward and looked at the only woman sitting on the sofa sipping black tea with complicated eyes.
"Little..." She trailed off.
"despair!"
The woman dressed in black and wrapped in a Taoist robe put down the cup heavily, stood up and walked straight to the most outstanding young woman here, raising her hand.
A hard slap landed on Elena’s young and delicate face.
The three of them only heard a "pop" sound.
Elena was slapped to the ground.
Mrs. Hill rushed over and screamed, "What are you doing! Are you crazy!"
She checked her daughter's face beneath her and saw finger marks on Elena's fair skin. Mrs. Hill's face twisted and she suddenly raised her head to look at her again.
"What did Lina do wrong? Why do you hit her?"
Even the middle-aged man with a bulging belly came to his senses, put away his shocked expression, and anger appeared in his eyes: "Aileen Wo, she is your niece!"
Ailinwo took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands clean, turned her head, and with a tone colder than an iceberg, she ordered the green-haired girl: "Go and get the documents in my study."
"Um?"
Irene Wo was much warmer to her: "It's the papers I put on the table."
Eleanor responded: "I'll get it right away."
As she spoke, she walked towards another room, as if she was very familiar with the place. After a while, under Mrs. Hill's resentful and fierce gaze, she handed Irene Wo a stack of printed A4 documents.
She had taken a rough look at the content on the way here, and it was really exciting, so now she looked at the woman who was still sitting on the ground with her face covered with her hands with an undisguised look of curiosity.
Elena was born noble and was good at pretending.
It was also the first time for her to see her sister, who was regarded as a goddess by many men, in such an embarrassing state. She enjoyed watching it very much and did not mind finding the right opportunity to add fuel to the fire.