After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 301 - 274: Can’t let you run wild anymore (2 updates)

Chapter 301: Chapter 274: Can’t let you run wild anymore (2 updates)

Since the day Chloe said those words, Riley and Patrick Lewis had been planning to strike out on their own.

Patrick Lewis even picked a time to explain everything to the Old Madam.

Old Madame Selvi Reinhard was Juan Fisher’s sister-in-law. When her husband died that year, Juan Fisher was eager to take over.

The Old Madam took offense and had quite a few confrontations with Juan Fisher.

Later, because of Riley’s incident, even her own elder son had some criticisms about her.

So, the Old Madam simply moved to a more distant place, far away from the core of the Fisher Family, where she could find some peace and quiet.

Patrick Lewis knew that the Old Madam had always closely monitored Riley’s every move, so he reported to her first.

After listening, the Old Madam fell into a momentary silence.

With his head down, Patrick Lewis waited.

He didn’t dare to say that the suggestion came from little Miss Stephens.

He only said that it was Riley’s sudden idea.

"Let Riley come over tonight, and I’ll ask her in person," the Old Madam didn’t provide a clear answer.

Patrick Lewis nodded and stepped back.

*

After school, Riley went straight to the Old Madam’s residence.

"Granny!"

Riley entered with a greeting.

Seeing her well-behaved and sensible granddaughter, the Old Madam immediately put on a smile, "Come here!"

"Granny! I made several kind friends today."

"Mmm, make more friends, it will be very helpful for your future! I’ve already made dinner here, with all your favorite dishes! Come on!"

The Old Madam led Riley into the dining hall, and the servant had already served the dishes.

Patrick Lewis sat down awkwardly and joined them for dinner.

After dinner, Patrick Lewis took the initiative to leave.

In the room.

The Old Madam looked at Riley and directly asked, "I heard from Patrick Lewis that you want to become independent?"

"Yes."

"Riley, you’re still young and don’t understand these things."

"Granny, I understand everything. Don’t assume that I don’t understand adult matters just because I’m young."

"Was it Patrick Lewis who suggested it?"

Riley shook her head: "It’s my own idea, Granny. As you said, I’m still young. If I stay in the Fisher Family, I will never have a chance to stand out, and I might even be suppressed."

Thinking of something, Old Madam’s eyes dimmed, "I’ve also heard about your uncle working behind the scenes. It was too late when I sent someone over."

"Granny, it’s okay. I’ve already resolved it."

"Riley, even though the blockage on you has been lifted, you still need to think carefully about becoming independent, and not be too anxious."

Riley looked at the Old Madam earnestly, "Granny, if I leave the Fisher Family, will you come with me? The inheritance left by my parents is enough to support me for a lifetime outside. If you leave with me, we can live a relaxed life in the future, no longer bound by the dead rules of the Fisher Family."

Looking at Riley’s eager eyes, the Old Madam said, "Riley, Granny has spent her whole life in the Fisher Family and has never thought of leaving. But if there really comes such a day, Granny will stand by your side."

Riley’s eyes lit up, "Thank you, Granny!"

Old Madam lovingly patted her head.

*

Chloe sat in the cafeteria, enjoying the long-lost fried rice.

As expected, there was no comparison.

Alex Stephens, although also an ancient martial artist, made fried rice that was far inferior.

Len, with a cigarette in his mouth and enjoying phoenix eyes, was appreciating Chloe’s way of eating fried rice!

He now felt like a pervert, staring at a little girl enjoying her meal.

This must be a disease.

It needs to be cured.

Len sighed silently in his heart.

Chloe put down the spoon, took a sip of water, and felt like she could eat another bowl.

"Little Chloe, I can’t indulge you anymore."

"Huh?"

As Chloe was drinking water and heard his words, she turned her face.

Water droplets slid down her fair skin, making the tempting scene unbearable to look at.

Len Hawthorne calmly moved away from the little girl’s snow-white skin, "You eat too much."

"Can’t afford it?"

"That’s not it; even if I had to support ten of you, your big brother would still manage. Just can’t indulge you too much. Eating too much of this isn’t good for you. You should be eating more nutritious food as you grow up."

Chloe pretended not to hear him.

She knew her situation well.

"Little Chloe, don’t underestimate this issue."

The tall figure stood in front of her; Chloe’s head barely reached below his shoulders.

Still need to grow some more.

Suddenly smelling a refreshing scent, Chloe blinked and looked up, about to speak, when her mobile phone rang.

Chloe looked away, answering the call.

*

Riley Downing told Chloe about her situation.

Then waited for Chloe’s response.

"I’m just making a suggestion, and if you act on it, it’s your responsibility."

"I know, I won’t blame you; will you celebrate with me when I leave the Fisher Family?"

"I’ll find time to make a trip."

"By that time, I’ll be waiting for your arrival!"

"It’s too early to talk about that."

Although it was early, Riley knew that after Old Madam supported her, she felt excited and couldn’t sleep at night.

*

Len Hawthorne leaned against the door with his long, powerful body, a cigarette hanging unlit from his lips.

His phoenix eyes were full of charm.

"Was that the kid from the Fisher Family on the phone?"

"Yes."

"You’re letting her go out on her own?"

"Yes."

"Little Chloe, you’re meddling in something you shouldn’t. There’s no need to be too close to that kid. It’s better to get closer to your big brother. There are benefits, too! It’s more economical."

Chloe glanced at him, "Her life has been entwined with mine from the beginning."

The encounter in mountain county was the start of their fates colliding.

"Little Chloe might as well set up a stall and become a fortune teller."

"The more you calculate, the thinner your fate becomes, including your own. I don’t like this line of work. Who told you I’m calculating other people’s lives? Human beings have a magnetic field, which can be used to determine past and future through calculations. Witchcraft practitioners can use some media to see some vague past and future."

Len lifted his hand to rub her head, leaning close, his breath enveloping her, "Little Chloe’s argument is quite sound; do the Stephens Family know about this side of you?"

"I didn’t deliberately hide it."

It was their preconceived bias that made them feel she was mentally challenged.

Len chuckled softly, "That’s right, Little Chloe is the most honest."

Slender fingers unconsciously curled a strand of hair, gently playing with it.

*

Chloe didn’t let Len drive her.

She took a taxi by herself.

Halfway through the journey, she asked the driver to change direction and head to the outskirts.

Chloe got out of the car in the quiet suburbs and started walking forward.

Seeing the gloomy environment, the driver didn’t dare to stay long, quickly driving away.

Entering the abandoned area ahead, Chloe stood there, turning around.

"Meow."

Black cat came out of nowhere and lazily stood next to Chloe’s feet.

"If you’re not here to kill me, let’s go together."

The girl’s icy voice echoed in the quiet night, exceptionally clear.

The Dark City hired team that had been following the girl slowly walked out.

Ever since the girl walked into this place, they knew something wasn’t right.

Was she really just an ordinary person?

There were some doubts.