The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 504: The Sky, Earth, You and I Know

Norton patted Susan's hand in a loving way of a father and introduced her to everyone.

“This is my daughter, Susan, another person who I owe to. Because of the time and some family reasons, when she was born, I gave her to someone else and separate her from my wife. This is a fault made by me as a husband and father. I thought I could quietly pay attention and care about this child, but I lost her in some time. We've separated for more than twenty years. But I'm fortunate that my daughter has returned today. She's outstanding and has her own business. She also has forgiven my failure duty as a father. I've invited everyone to witness my 40th marriage anniversary with my wife, and at the same time to introduce my daughter, letting Susan get to know all the elders and friends of her same age. I also ask everyone to witness that my daughter will be the legal heiress of the Angel Holiday Hotel.”

As Olive had guessed, the old man made such a big fanfare to promote Susan's legal existence in the public eye. His fatherly love to make up was self-evident. And she was afraid that it was something Susan had asked for.

She thought that it had to be what the woman wanted.

Olive watched her smile in the midst of the crowd, behaving so decently. Her spotlight even overwhelmed the wedding anniversary. The old man led her through the banquet hall and introduced her to the elders. She was able to respond politely and sleekly as light occasionally flashed through her eyes.

Chloe rushed to Olive’s side, pulled her aside and whispered, “Do you think a copycat not know how to speak empty words?”

Olive smiled a little and saw a waiter passing by holding a tray. She reached out for a glass of champagne and took a sip, then muttering, “The truth can’t be faked and fake can't make it real.” Chloe also took a glass, but she didn't drink it elegantly as she took a gulp. She directly put away the glass and wiped her mouth. When the waiter walked away, she said in a low voice, “Say, if we tear off her mask now. What expression she'll make?”

“There's still no direct evidence to prove that she’s fake. Don't mess around,” Olive warned the impulsive woman.

Chloe chuckled, “Don’t worry. I don't plan to alert her. You can't set a big trap alone. If you want to fight, there's no reason for me not to cooperate.”

“So you can't be smart sometimes,” Olive laughed.

Chloe turned upset and sullenly said, “Do you mean I'm usually stupid?”

"Have I ever said that?” Olive pretended to be innocent.

"Fuck off,” Chloe grumbled in low voice. She asked that, yet she was the first to roll into crowd. Olive laughed. She turned around but crashed into Alan's arms. Her champagne almost spilled out, but fortunately he held her hand firmly and didn't spill a drop.

“What are you two chattering about?”

"About how handsome you are today,” Olive smiled and raised the glass to his mouth.

He took her hand and drank it upright, then raised his eyebrows slightly, “Am I usually not handsome?”

"Handsome, so handsome that you almost become a cricket.”

Alan patted her forehead, “You only know making fun of your husband.”

“The two of you should really pay attention to your images.” Susan's laughter passed and the person appeared before them in a blink. “I'm so jealous of you guys. You have a good relationship. Can you teach me a little experience?”

Olive smiled faintly, “There's no need to be jealous. Your family has a couple. If you want to learn, they have more experience and more insights than we do.”

Susan smiled, “Olive, you're being humble. If you're not capable, you can't make Alan fall head over heels over you. You're being secretive. Could it be that you're afraid I'll steal Alan away?"

"Will you?” Olive stared at her meaningfully.

As a detailed woman, how could she not see her hidden desire in this woman's eyes on her man? Fortunately, although her man had many pursuers, he didn't care. Olive wasn't worried and she didn’t think much of Susan. It wasn't she was arrogant, she was just confident.

This kind of confidence was given by her man.

Perhaps it was because of the indescribable pressure surrounded in the air, Susan smiled, “I'm kidding, kidding. Don't take it serious. I'm here actually to thank you both in particular for your help when my father is severely ill.”

She was pretty good in diversion. Olive flatly said, “You're welcome.”

Chloe's ears were straining to here and she murmured in her heart, “Foreigners call their father daddy happily, but this woman calls him father smoothly. Following the custom?’

“If you're grateful, then finish your work in the American company as soon as possible and come back to the hotel, so that you can take over your father's business and make my wife easier. I believe that your ability is enough to handle the hotel.” Alan didn't think that this woman had no greedy eyes on the hotel. He didn't think that this woman and her companion worked hard to be filial.

Susan smiled, “Look at what Alan just said. It's like if I don't take over Olive’s work soon, I'll be condemned for ages. But Olive is indeed a great professional director. See how well she manages the hotel. Alan, do you bear to see Olive return home and simply be a good housewife and mother, but she loses herself? Women nowadays aren't necessarily inferior to men in workplace. Women also need a broader sky to display their talents.”

Her words were impeccable. But in Alan's eyes, she just retreated in order to advance, wanting them to think that she had no greed for the hotel.

In that case, why not showing his determination he couldn“t wait to hand the Angel Hotel to her?

“I didn't say I want Olive to be a housewife. She has freedom to do what she likes. I just don't want her to be as tired as she is now. So, Susan, I hope your final decision in your consideration in a few days is to take over the Angel Holiday Hotel.”

“That's my misunderstanding,” Susan said apologetically and finally climbed up the pole. “Alan is truly a good husband. If I keep not knowing how to be tactful, you'll really hate me later. Okay, give me some more time. I need to go back to US to hand over some jobs. One need to know how to start and finish their job, right?”

"Okay. We'll be waiting for you,” Olive said meaningfully. If she didn't let her gain a little, how could she expose her original purpose?

It was just that Olive couldn't understand how there was a third jade pendant of the same kind. She clearly remembered the old man said that there was only two jade pendants from the Geve's ancestral treasure. There was no third piece.

Where did Susan's come from? It even crossed the ocean to the United States, and then back to China. What kind of strangeness was hidden in it?

When bidding farewell to the Geve, Chloe handed Lory a beautiful small box with a ribbon on it. Lory asked curiously, “What is this?”

Chloe smiled and said, “Just now was only the short version, this is the full version. There's more Uncle Norton's wonderful performance in it. This is a gift he has carefully prepared for you over the past two months. You can keep it for later and watch it slowly.”

“You really want to die, old man.” Lory punched her husband with anger, hate, and love. She was touched, but she was worried more. It was fine if he was healthy, but he was still sick. How could he not know taking care of himself?

Norton let himself being hit and foolishly grinned. There was no way she had the heart to hit him hard.

At that time, he did this because he was afraid that when one day he would really leave, there was no one to accompany her. So he thought of this and made her something memorable, to make her live on strongly.

Maybe, God still cared about him. Now his condition was showing signs of improvement, her daughter had returned, and his son had changed, his life was moving towards a better side.

He was happy.

Now that he was happy. He only hope God would let him live a few more years, letting him accompany his wife more and to see his daughter get married, also to be able to see his lost son went back to the right path. He would die contentedly.

When the guests had gone, Susan returned to her room and felt her face was stiff from smiling. She walked to the dressing table and sat down, patting her face in the mirror. Then, she picked up the phone on the table and flipped it twice. A message caught her eyes.

“Ms. Susan, come out. Sooner or later, you have to pay it back. Be careful falling from heaven to hell.”

She panicked and her fingertips trembled that her phone almost slipped out.

Steadying her head, after a while, she still called.

The call went thought, yet no one answered.

After thinking again and again, she sent a message, “Who are you?"

A message replied fast, “Who I am isn't important. What's important is I know that you're not the real daughter of the Geve.”

“I have the keepsake and DNA result. What a joke that you say I'm not.”

“The sky knows, the earth knows, you know and I know whether it's a joke or not. Without enough evidence, I won't look for you, will 17"

"What do you want?”

“It depends on what you want, then I'll decide what I want.”

That person was tongue twisting, but she couldn't find out where he came from. She even had a feeling that there were sharp eyes watching her from outside the window. But, when she turned off the light and looked out mysterious dark from the curtain, she saw nothing.

It was eerily quiet.

She couldn't guess the other party's intention, but it was definitely not a good thing. She suddenly felt her hard drop to bottomless pit.

After thinking for a while, she made a call.

"Kaleb, help me find out the origin of the owner of this number. The sooner the better.” She sent the number to him.

But the news she received on the next day wasn't a good one. He actually couldn't find any information of that person. It was a promotion number next to the university that could be processed without an ID. Even if she wanted to find out, there was no way.

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