NovelEnglishChapter 260 Aveline couldn't understand Elizabeth's thinking. She had left for abroad many years ago, leaving her daughter behind. Now that she's back, shouldn't the first thing she does be to make it up to her daughter? By doing this, she's ruining her own reputation and it's not good for her as a mother. What is she trying to achieve? Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, then beceven more fierce, "Aveline, I've always taught you to be honest and upright. Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing these things?" The tips of Aveline's fingers, curled into her palm, were already oozing a hint of blood. "Why should I be afraid? The one who should be afraid is her..." Before she could finish her sentence, a calm male voice interrupted, "Mrs. Kingsley, our President would like to see both of you upstairs." The matter had escalated to the President's office. Jordan respectfully stood on the side and led the two inside. Aveline kept her head down, staring at Elizabeth's figure, which was still the sas in her memory. She was just ridiculous. If she had known that her mother would be such a person, would she still have harbored expectations all these years? The door opened, and Jordan respectfully ushered Elizabeth in, "Madam, please have a seat." Elizabeth sat down, and Jordan gestured to Aveline, but she interrupted, "No need, I'll just stand." Alexander put down the file in his hand and stood up. He moved quickly, and as he passed by Aveline, a cold wind swirled around her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBoth Anthony and Adam had only shown their gentle side in front of her, so she was still not used to the natural pressure from the younger generation.
"Aunt Elizabeth, coming to my company without giving a heads-up, I could have sent someone to pick you up." Alexander sat in front of the tea table, busy boiling water, making tea, and washing cups with the skill of an elderly person in his twilight years.
Elizabeth, who had been flamboyant downstairs, now placed her hand on her knee, looking like a refined lady. "I cto see my daughter for something." Alexander's voice was not loud, and his tone was very calm. His hands, with distinct knuckles, skillfully cleaned the cups, with smooth and flowing movements.
"Aunt Elizabeth, how you want to make a scene is your freedom, and we, as the younger generation, have no right to interfere. It's just that-" He abruptly placed the teacup on the tray with a sound, and stared straight at Elizabeth, "Causing a scene in my company, is that appropriate?" The authority of the superior overwhelmed her, and Elizabeth swallowed hard, not expecting the pressure from the younger generation to be so intense.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Alexander, I did this for your own good. I know that it has always been Aveline pestering you. My incompetent daughter has already divorced you, yet she still won't let go. Aust wanted to help you QUMS Aveline was anxious, about to speak, but Alexander spoke before her, "Aunt Elizabeth, I think you've misunderstood something."
Alexander placed the cup in front of her, "From start to to finish it waspursuing your daughter." This sentence felt like a slap in the face for Elizabeth.
For a long time, Elizabeth couldn't cto her senses and stammered, How is that possible? Theard that your relationship was very bad,. and you had already divorced. You have a child with Nora,ov
"Aunt Elizabeth, sometimes what you see is not necessarily true, let alone hearsay. I shouldn't interfere in your family affairs, but I want to remind you, she is your own daughter. Why would you rather believe the stepdaughter's words than listen to a single word from your own daughter?"
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