After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 110 - 089: I Heard That You Were Hoping For My Death (3 Updates)

Chapter 110: Chapter 089: I Heard That You Were Hoping For My Death (3 Updates)

Two bodyguards approached.

Anna Williams smirked slightly.

A crazy one dares to stand against her, ruining her previous position.

She gave them some face, but they still refused to buy a house.

With a powerful backer, Anna’s disdainful gaze became even more direct.

Solomon Connor just wants to play with this one in his arms, and then with this stunning beauty.

He gestured to the bodyguards, and those beside Solomon quickly understood his intentions.

They went forward and tried to escort Chloe away.

Chloe glanced at Anna and then followed the two bodyguards.

Solomon was somewhat surprised.

"Anna, is your friend’s brain not working very well?"

Anna laughed, "Young Master Connor is right. She does have problems in her head, and they’re not small ones."

Solomon grinned, hooked her chin and gave her a deep kiss on the spot by the door.

Anna blushed and hid in his arms.

As Solomon’s gaze followed the direction where the bodyguards left, his heart burned with desire.

Playing with a crazy person was even more exciting!

*

The corner.

"Little girl, don’t resist. After pleasing Young Master Connor, you’ll have a life of glory in the Thompson High School."

"You’re quite lucky—beautiful and catching Young Master Connor’s eye."

"Slap."

A swift kick was delivered.

The two useless bodyguards fell straight to the ground and didn’t get up.

Chloe left in the opposite direction.

When she returned to the villa, Yvette Foster was actually meeting one of her classmates.

The woman sitting on the living room sofa was dressed like a lady, even intentionally imitating the etiquette from the Imperial Capital.

In doing so, however, she seemed somewhat out of place.

"Chloe, come here. This is my high school classmate, Aunt York."

Chloe nodded slightly to the other party.

Jinna Yates looked up and down at Chloe and praised, "Yvette, your daughter is really exquisite! I like her at first sight, and she’s a perfect match for my son. Why not become in-laws?"

Yvette laughed, "Chloe is still young, and your son must be in his twenties already."

"He’s twenty this year. A four or five year difference is just perfect!"

"I thought you would go to a university in the Imperial Capital since you had good grades. I never expected you to marry into the Connor Family."

Jinna Yates laughed, "It’s not as great as you think marrying into the Connor Family—a small wealthy family with many trivial matters."

Although she claimed it was troublesome, her tone implied a hint of boasting.

Chloe wasn’t interested in the conversation between her mother’s former close friends, so she put down the things in her hands and went upstairs.

Jinna looked at Chloe again, sincerely saying, "Yvette, think about it for my son. If we become in-laws, we won’t have to worry about your daughter’s relationship with her mother-in-law. We two old sisters can get even closer. Let’s get them engaged first and then hold the wedding when your daughter is of age."

Yvette said, "I can’t decide by myself. Let’s wait a bit. Chloe’s situation is a bit different."

Jinna’s eyes flickered, "I was too hasty. Let’s wait a little longer. But in the future, consider my family first for this matter!"

Yvette perfunctorily replied, "Yes."

*

The black cat jumped in through the window sill.

"Meow."

"Where’s the person?"

Chloe opened her computer.

"Meow."

"Let him stay there and watch."

"Meow."

"Bring his mobile phone number."

The black cat turned around and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

It came back on the window sill shortly after. Chloe threw a piece of paper over it.

The cat’s paw traced numbers on the paper.

If someone had seen this, they would have been scared to death.

The black cat could write!

Mallory got a new phone and received a call.

"Hello."

The voice was a bit trembling.

"Keep an eye on those artifacts, report if anything happens."

"Do we need to take action?" Mallory knew that the girl hadn’t died.

He still had to be the girl’s servant.

At this moment, he had quite complicated feelings.

"No need, you’re not qualified to fight against those families like Roland’s."

"..."

He felt underestimated.

"I heard that you were hoping for my death."

The cold and emotionless words entered his ears, frightening Mallory so much that he dropped his mobile phone. He quickly picked it up and nervously expressed his loyalty: "Honorable Master, you must have been deceived by some little demon. There is no such thing. My loyalty to you is evident to God!"

Chloe Stephens’s voice was light, "I hope so."

*

Noon.

Hans Foster was waiting for Chloe to pick up Lindsay Foster at the rental house.

Seeing Chloe, Riley Downing ran over, "Sister!"

Lindsay looked at her weirdly, wanting to say that she was her own sister, not Riley’s, but seeing Chloe not refute it, she didn’t dare to speak up.

On the way.

Riley seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, talking non-stop.

There was no trace of her usual cool demeanor.

"Sister, I have a boxing match in a few days. Will you come to watch?"

Lindsay glared at her: "You joined a children’s boxing match!"

Riley nodded: "It’s just a small boxing match, I’m just going to have fun."

Those kids were no match for her.

Primary schools love holding these fancy competitions.

"I don’t have time."

"It’s just half a class," Riley was a bit disappointed.

"I’ll go see," Lindsay admired those with high combat skills.

Like the heroes on television, very cool!

She also wanted to learn martial arts, but her family couldn’t afford it.

Riley didn’t care who watched her, she just wanted to compete for Chloe to see.

Lindsay felt overlooked.

She was a bit depressed.

*

In the rental house.

Yvette Foster and Yvonne Sullivan were washing vegetables, Fred Foster was watching TV outside.

David Foster hadn’t returned, he said he was looking for work and not planning to go out this year.

"Grandfather."

"You’re back."

"Grandpa, you’re here!" Lindsay ran over joyfully.

"What, you don’t want your grandpa to come?"

"Of course I do. Grandpa, come live with us in the future," Lindsay sat beside him and implored.

Fred shook his head: "Grandfather still has to go back to the village to guard the Divinity Temple. You all have to study hard in the future! Don’t cause your parents any trouble!"

"We know, Grandpa!"

Hans put down his schoolbag: "Grandpa, are you really going back to live in the village?"

"It’s been decided. Last time there was no choice, but this time the decision is not to be changed."

Fred watched his family fall apart with a sense of helplessness.

That building was sold, and Wilbert Foster couple used the money to fill the hole. The remaining money was distributed among themselves.

David Foster and Yvette Foster both made written promises, in case Wilbert Foster denied the debt in the future, the written evidence would be used as proof.

Wilbert Foster and his wife moved out with their son, who had been educated, now had no chance of enrolling in a proper high school in the future.

They could only send him to vocational school.

His future was ruined.

Not resenting Chloe was impossible.

Deep down, everyone felt a grudge.

"Chloe, come and see this news..." Fred turned the news back, "The cultural relics on top look like the jars in our family’s ancestral temple back home."

Chloe said, "They are indeed the same."

"So our family’s ancestral temple is actually a museum?"

Hans Foster exclaimed in surprise.

There were indeed many similar-colored relics in the basement of the ancestral temple, with many valuable brass plates and other treasures in the jars and containers.

They were buried in the basement, and no one had specifically looked inside. Except for Fred Foster, none of the other family members were aware of the structure inside.