NovelEnglishCompared to Molly's awkwardness, Olivia appeared rather relaxed.
There were sfamiliar faces among the well-dressed guests.
They were Jeff's old friends.
The moment they saw Olivia, they were a tad puzzled.
Although it had been years since they last met, they could recognize her at one glance.
"Olivia?" One of them approached her.
Olivia had a deep impression of Tyrell Monroe.
He had set up the Fordham family before.
Jeff had invited Tyrell to his hfor project discussions many times before, and they called themselves close friends.
When the Fordham family was announced bankrupt, Olivia needed money to pay Jeff's hospital bills.
The helpless Olivia reached out to Jeff's acquaintances one by one to borrow money.
Forget about borrowing money, all of them rejected Olivia because they didn't have the nerve to offend the Miller family.
Jeff's closest friend was Tyrell, so Olivia went to Tyrell's place with confidence, only to be shunned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLeft with no choice, she knelt by the door in the hope of meeting Tyrell in person.
It was pouring heavily that day.
Although she knelt until she fainted, she didn't have the opportunity to meet him at all.
Who knew the next tthey would meet was at the Heaths' party? That was 11 years ago.
Tyrell had long stepped down from his position.
He was here to introduce his son, who becthe vice mayor at a young age.
His son had a bright future ahead, and Tyrell was determined to pave the path for his son.
Olivia's appearance took him by surprise.
After all, the Fordham family had fallen a long tago.
There was a hearsay about the return of Fordham Group, but the owner was someone else.
Jeff had already passed away.
Similarly, Olivia didn't expect to run into Tyrell here.
Olivia hadn't contacted Tyrell for a long time.
"Long tno see, Mr.
Tyrell," she greeted indifferently, no longer the sperson who knelt by his doorstep that year.
That day, he told the butler to inform her that he was out on a business trip.
In actuality, he was in the house watching her.
"It is you! You've gotten prettier.
I'm glad to see you all well.
I'm sorry about what happened that year.
I was on a business trip, and my subordinates were incompetent.
How could they tellthat Jeff was hospitalized and needed money only when I returned? Jeez." Olivia was fully aware that this kind of person had a way with words and escaping blame.
If Tyrell had genuinely wished to help the Fordham family, she wouldn't have needed to go looking for him in person.
How pretentious.
Now, she was no longer the cautious rabbit that had to walk on thin ice around everybody.
Olivia smiled faintly.
"Is that so? You gained so much benefit from my father in the past.
Even one percent of it would've been enough to cover his medical bills back then, but you didn't even want to see me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat's the use of sugarcoating the matter? I'm 28 this year, not 18." Never in Tyrell's wildest dream had he imagined Olivia to be this blunt.
People usually put on a facade during parties like this.
However, there was one thing he overlooked—Olivia didn't have to be a goody-two-shoes anymore.
He didn't respond to that.
His wife, Millie, joined the conversation instead.
"How could you say that, Ms.
Fordham? We were sad that your family was in trouble.
Tyrell was really on a business trip back then.
"It seems like money wasn't the only thing your family lost.
You've also lost basic manners.
Look at the way you're acting.
Lending a hand is not an obligation but an act of will.
Are you trying to guilt-trip us?" "Sorry, Olivia.
My wife is usually outspoken." The couple took up the roles of the bad guy and the good guy.
"Tyrell, what's going on?" Someone cup to him.
This person was obviously trying to get in Tyrell's good books.
"Nothing, I just ran into an old friend.
Remember the Fordham family? The one that went bankrupt 11 years ago?" Despite his gentle demeanor, his words were rubbing salt on Olivia's wound.
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