Female Novel
Chapter 273
Chapter 273 Coldness Flashed In His Dark Eyes...
Allison took a deep breath. She did not want to throw a tantrum in front of her grandchildren. ’Don't bedeceived by this woman, my babies. She's a wicked woman, a seductress with a black heart. Be goodchildren and follow your Grandma home. Your Great-Grandpa misses you...”
Bianca could feel her heart being torn into pieces. Allison had said that about her in front of herchildren.
She was about to speak when Lanie suddenly turned around.
"You've become prettier, Grandma. I hope that you won't be angry or lose your temper. My teacher saidthat you'll be ugly if you're always angry. I hope that you'll be forever pretty, Grandma," Rainie said asshe diligently massaged Allison's legs.
Allison laughed when she heard Rainie's words. She enjoyed the special treatment, and her tone ofvoice became gentler. "You’re such a charmer. Have you been eating sweets?"
Rainie counted on her cute little fingers. "One, two three... hmm, I can't remember how many sweetsI've eaten, but it was a lot." 'You're such a cheeky little girl." Allison kissed her granddaughter’s cheekand smiled even wider.
Lanie took an orange from the fruit basket, peeled it, and handed it to Allison. "This is a Valenciaorange, Grandma. It's very sweet. You should try it." "Good boy, Lanie. You know how to make mehappy." Allison ate a wedge and tousled the little boy's hair. She had always loved her grandson wholooked like her son.
'Please don't be angry at Mommy, Grandma. Rainie and I wanted to come here. If you want to scoldsomeone, then scold Rainie and me. It's all our fault." Lanie lowered his head and waited for Allison to
discipline him.
Bianca was shocked. The anger in her chest receded by quite a bit.
The two children had tried to please Allison so that their grandmother would not be angry at her.
At that moment, Bianca was overcome with both bliss and sorrow.
Allison was forced to hold her anger back.
She would never scold or reprimand her beloved grandchildren, but she could not bring herself to likeBianca.
Allison was not in the mood to eat the rest of the orange. She placed it on the coffee table, held Lanieand Rainie's hands, and walked toward the door. "This is not your home. Follow your Grandma back toCrawford Manor. Your Great-Grandpa misses you so much that he can't sleep at night." "I'm not goingback to Crawford Manor, Grandma. I want to stay together with Mommy." Rainie struggled with all hermight in her first act of defiance against Allison.novelbin
Allison favored sons over daughters. She spoiled Lanie, but she could not tolerate Rainie throwing atantrum.
She reached down and smacked Rainie's bottom hard several times. "Why don't you listen to me, huh?This is not your home, so why are you staying here? Do you enjoy seeing me angry? You'll have to goback today. No talking back!"
Rainie's body was delicate. She could not withstand those heavy blows.
Moreover, it was the first time that Allison had smacked her. Rainie felt incredibly aggrieved.
Huge tears fell from Rainie's eyes and down her cheeks. "Boo... hoo... I don’t like Grandma anymore..."she wailed.
Allison was about to beat Rainie again when Bianca stopped her.
Bianca stood in front of Rainie and glared sternly at Allison. "This is my house, Madam Tanner. You'rein no position to make a scene here. Rainie is so young, and you've hit her so hard. What if you injuredher? Go away now. We don't welcome you!"
She shoved Allison out of the door and slammed the door shut!
Bianca did not open the door, no matter how Allison yelled and screamed outside. Allison gritted herteeth, then stomped away on her high heels...
In the house, Rainie was inconsolable.
Bianca hugged Rainie tightly. She took off her pants and saw several red marks on Rainie's delicatebottom. That made her hate Allison even more.
She knew that Allison hated her, but how could she bear to be so violent against her granddaughter?
If she could not divorce Xavier and Luke married another woman, she could not guarantee that theother woman would treat the children as her own.
What if their stepmother was evil like Jennifer? What should the children do?
T Corporation Headquarters, Western Europe branch.
The higher management conference room was furnished in the medieval style. All the furniture wasmade of polished oak and blended both classical and modern influences.
The higher management of the Western European branch of T Corporation had all gathered there,looking fearfully at the man sitting in the CEO's chair.
Luke sat straight on the CEO's chair. His facial features were impeccable, and his gaze was as sharpas a hawk, as though he could see a person's thoughts.
He knocked on the table rhythmically, though forthose people in the conference room, it felt like he wasknocking on their hearts. It was an oppressive feeling.
The man might be young, but he was intelligent and shrewd. His IQ of 200 was not only good forevaluating sums and figures but also good for evaluating thoughts and personalities.
That was how the Regal Chain of Restaurants had grown explosively over the last few years,overtaking local businesses and becoming a force to be reckoned with in the restaurant industry.
Mavis Laviere, the beautiful woman sitting next to Luke, was equally as capable. She was not to betaken lightly.
Luke hid the emotions in his eyes and started to speak with his resonant voice. "The Regal Chain ofRestaurants is a major international brand with an immense market value. The media has beenkeeping a close eye on us. Now that there's such a big slip-up, shouldn't all of you reflect on theincident? Mr. Robel and Mr. Smith, the two of you are the manager and vice manager of our WesternEuropean operations. What do you have to say?"
The two European middle-aged men who were named were visibly flustered.
However, they were veteran managers and knew how to regain their composure soon.
Mr. Robel, the manager of the Western European subsidiary company, spoke first. "This has been anunforeseen incident, Mr. Crawford. Before our PR department could react, the media had already
published the news. This must be the handiwork of Clos Maggior, our biggest rival! Clos Maggior hasalways wanted to be the head honcho of the European restaurant industry, but they've always lost toRegal. Adela, their boss, has always borne a grudge against us. It has to be them, Mr. Crawford. I can'tthink of anyone else. How sneaky of them to use such underhanded means to topple our lead! Wecan't let Clos Maggior run rampant over us, and we shouldn't forgive Adela!"
Mr. Smith, the vice manager, did not say as much. "I believe that this has indeed been our mistake, Mr.Crawford. I apologize for the losses suffered by the company, and I am willing to accept anypunishment." His apology was genuine.
Luke took a drag of his cigarette. His gaze turned cold as he observed the two very differentreactions...