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Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Olivia Jenkins’ Threat
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Matthew Marshall wore a soft smile on his face, hiding his surging emotions, “It seems that my sister-in-law knows Grandpa like the back of her hand. You must have been thinking a lot about Grandpa.”
Olivia Jenkins lifted her eyebrow slightly, with a mysterious smile on her lips, “Uncle is not convinced? You don’t want to go abroad either, do you? But at most you can delay it for three more months. Your foot should be fully recovered by then. If it doesn’t, you’re not far from being crippled.”
“Sister-in-law cares about me so much, thank you. I am sure to live up to your concerns.”
Olivia chuckled, her expression was pure innocence, “Uncle, where are your thoughts headed? Grandpa doesn’t remember you anymore, how could he possibly tell me all of this? It was Grandpa’s decision last year, and coincidentally, you accidentally hurt your foot, so your plan to study abroad was dropped.”
Matthew Marshall slightly lifted the corner of his mouth, his smile was equivocal.
The woman in front of him was cunning like a fox, meticulously calculating and probing, it was truly disgusting.
Olivia gently fluttered her clear and beautiful eyes, teasingly asked, “Uncle doesn’t drink tea, are you afraid I’m gonna poison you? Have you watched too many court drama? ”
“…”
“Grandpa’s Xiaoqinggan tea is so fragrant, so delicious!” Olivia gently closed her eyes, smelled the tea, then opened her eyes and drank the tea in the cup.
“Mmm… Even my teeth are fragrant!” Olivia poured herself another cup, lightly blew on it, and took small sips.
Then, Olivia opened a bag of melon seeds, munching on them while drinking tea.
Everyone in Beverly Hills knew that Grandpa loved Xiaoqinggan tea. This place was after all Beverly Hills, even if this woman was bold, she dared not poison the tea, right? This woman loved to lie blatantly, it was truly annoying!
Gave Olivia a cold glance, Matthew Marshall finished his cup of tea.
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Olivia was silent, she poured another cup of tea for Matthew Marshall.
Matthew stared probing eyes at Olivia, despisingly asked, “You came to Beverly Hills with all this swagger, just for eating melon seeds instead of throwing a tantrum?”
“Uncle, it’s not about eating melon seeds, what do you think I’m here for? You want me to work like a slave in the Marshall Family, laboring unrewarded, letting myself get bullied? The scene? Naturally, it was provided by my husband. It shows that my husband is capable. It’s really not my fault!”
Matthew didn’t refute her point and picked up the cup again, drinking all the tea.
Olivia’s innocent eyes moved towards Matthew, “Do you want some melon seeds?”
“No need!”
Olivia was nonchalantly smiling and poured more tea for Matthew.
Later, Olivia casually continued to eat her melon seeds.
At some point, Matthew fell asleep.
…
Bella Thompson was unsure whether Matthew could handle cunning Olivia. She was uneasy and worried.
Bella kneeled for half an hour in Joyful Hall, then used going to the toilet as an excuse to glance at the living room.
Seeing her son unconscious, with his leg full of needles, Bella panicked. Her anger couldn’t be contained anymore, she roared to Olivia, “You wench, what on earth have you done to Matthew?”
Olivia looked at Bella with innocent eyes, “I didn’t do anything. Matthew said his leg hurt and asked me to put some needles in. He was begging. He even said it had nothing to do with me. Regardless of the consequences, he’ll bear them.”
“It’s all nonsense! You are the most wicked woman I’ve ever seen! You can’t even tolerate your own uncle-in-law. If anything happens to my son, I’ll never let you off.”
Olivia held the needle in her hand, trembling, “I advise you not to scare me, otherwise…”
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