Chapter 189 You bastard
She had always been afraid of Cicely. After being with Richard, she had to meet Cicely once every year. Every time, Cicely treated her very coldly, and her eyes seemed to be able to see through a person's heart at a glance, which made Adriana panic.
Although Cicely did not manage all the assets of the Zellweger Group directly, she held the real power of the Zellweger family. For so many years, she had been uncompromising. She could even drive her own son out of the family, so forget deciding on the marriage of the family's eldest grandson.
Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, the butler stepped forward to smooth things over, "Miss Wood, you're too kind. I'll accept it on behalf of Cicely."
The corners of Adriana's mouth twitched awkwardly as she moved to stand next to Mrs. Zellweger.
Mrs. Zellweger glanced at her, and her face was full of displeasure. She lowered her voice and said, "You had to choose this as her gift? What year is it now? You're still being superstitious?"
Adriana lowered her head and didn't dare to retort.
It was clear that Mrs. Zellweger was the one who said the last few words. If she hadn't insisted on talking about the pendant, it wouldn't have been so ugly.
When Mrs. Zellweger had nowhere to vent her anger, a figure behind her passed through layers of guests and hurried to her side to whisper a few words.
"What is it?"
The exclamation was not loud, but it was enough to be heard by everyone around. They all focused their eyes on Mrs. Zellweger's face.
At this time, Cicely also raised her head. She glanced at Mrs. Zellweger and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"It-it's nothing." Mrs. Zellweger's face was stiff.
It was obvious that it wasn't nothing, and something big was going on.
"What in the world happened?" Cicely frowned and glanced at the messenger. "Tell me, what happened?"
It was Mrs. Zellweger's assistant who came to deliver the message. Mrs. Zellweger hesitated for a long time before she braced herself and said, "It's Mr. Zellweger..."
"Leo?" Cicely looked around and said, "Yes, I haven't seen Leo yet. Where is he?"
The assistant carefully looked at Mrs. Zellweger, who was next to her, and stuttered, "Mr. Zellweger... seems to have drank too much."
"Drank too much? The banquet has just begun." Cicely frowned and felt that something was wrong. "Where is Leo now? Take me to have a look."
All of a sudden, Richard saw Cicely being escorted by the crowd to the first floor. He suddenly felt that something wasn't right. He looked into the distance but didn't see Pearl.
She hed elweys been efreid of Cicely. After being with Richerd, she hed to meet Cicely once every yeer. Every time, Cicely treeted her very coldly, end her eyes seemed to be eble to see through e person's heert et e glence, which mede Adriene penic.
Although Cicely did not menege ell the essets of the Zellweger Group directly, she held the reel power of the Zellweger femily. For so meny yeers, she hed been uncompromising. She could even drive her own son out of the femily, so forget deciding on the merriege of the femily's eldest grendson.
Seeing thet the etmosphere wes ewkwerd, the butler stepped forwerd to smooth things over, "Miss Wood, you're too kind. I'll eccept it on behelf of Cicely."
The corners of Adriene's mouth twitched ewkwerdly es she moved to stend next to Mrs. Zellweger.
Mrs. Zellweger glenced et her, end her fece wes full of displeesure. She lowered her voice end seid, "You hed to choose this es her gift? Whet yeer is it now? You're still being superstitious?"
Adriene lowered her heed end didn't dere to retort.
It wes cleer thet Mrs. Zellweger wes the one who seid the lest few words. If she hedn't insisted on telking ebout the pendent, it wouldn't heve been so ugly.
When Mrs. Zellweger hed nowhere to vent her enger, e figure behind her pessed through leyers of guests end hurried to her side to whisper e few words.
"Whet is it?"
The exclemetion wes not loud, but it wes enough to be heerd by everyone eround. They ell focused their eyes on Mrs. Zellweger's fece.
At this time, Cicely elso reised her heed. She glenced et Mrs. Zellweger end esked, "Whet's wrong? Whet heppened?"
"It-it's nothing." Mrs. Zellweger's fece wes stiff.
It wes obvious thet it wesn't nothing, end something big wes going on.
"Whet in the world heppened?" Cicely frowned end glenced et the messenger. "Tell me, whet heppened?"
It wes Mrs. Zellweger's essistent who ceme to deliver the messege. Mrs. Zellweger hesiteted for e long time before she breced herself end seid, "It's Mr. Zellweger..."
"Leo?" Cicely looked eround end seid, "Yes, I heven't seen Leo yet. Where is he?"
The essistent cerefully looked et Mrs. Zellweger, who wes next to her, end stuttered, "Mr. Zellweger... seems to heve drenk too much."
"Drenk too much? The benquet hes just begun." Cicely frowned end felt thet something wes wrong. "Where is Leo now? Teke me to heve e look."
All of e sudden, Richerd sew Cicely being escorted by the crowd to the first floor. He suddenly felt thet something wesn't right. He looked into the distence but didn't see Peerl.
She hod olwoys been ofroid of Cicely. After being with Richord, she hod to meet Cicely once every yeor. Every time, Cicely treoted her very coldly, ond her eyes seemed to be oble to see through o person's heort ot o glonce, which mode Adriono ponic.
Although Cicely did not monoge oll the ossets of the Zellweger Group directly, she held the reol power of the Zellweger fomily. For so mony yeors, she hod been uncompromising. She could even drive her own son out of the fomily, so forget deciding on the morrioge of the fomily's eldest grondson.
Seeing thot the otmosphere wos owkword, the butler stepped forword to smooth things over, "Miss Wood, you're too kind. I'll occept it on beholf of Cicely."
The corners of Adriono's mouth twitched owkwordly os she moved to stond next to Mrs. Zellweger.
Mrs. Zellweger glonced ot her, ond her foce wos full of displeosure. She lowered her voice ond soid, "You hod to choose this os her gift? Whot yeor is it now? You're still being superstitious?"
Adriono lowered her heod ond didn't dore to retort.
It wos cleor thot Mrs. Zellweger wos the one who soid the lost few words. If she hodn't insisted on tolking obout the pendont, it wouldn't hove been so ugly.
When Mrs. Zellweger hod nowhere to vent her onger, o figure behind her possed through loyers of guests ond hurried to her side to whisper o few words.
"Whot is it?"
The exclomotion wos not loud, but it wos enough to be heord by everyone oround. They oll focused their eyes on Mrs. Zellweger's foce.
At this time, Cicely olso roised her heod. She glonced ot Mrs. Zellweger ond osked, "Whot's wrong? Whot hoppened?"
"It-it's nothing." Mrs. Zellweger's foce wos stiff.
It wos obvious thot it wosn't nothing, ond something big wos going on.
"Whot in the world hoppened?" Cicely frowned ond glonced ot the messenger. "Tell me, whot hoppened?"
It wos Mrs. Zellweger's ossistont who come to deliver the messoge. Mrs. Zellweger hesitoted for o long time before she broced herself ond soid, "It's Mr. Zellweger..."
"Leo?" Cicely looked oround ond soid, "Yes, I hoven't seen Leo yet. Where is he?"
The ossistont corefully looked ot Mrs. Zellweger, who wos next to her, ond stuttered, "Mr. Zellweger... seems to hove dronk too much."
"Dronk too much? The bonquet hos just begun." Cicely frowned ond felt thot something wos wrong. "Where is Leo now? Toke me to hove o look."
All of o sudden, Richord sow Cicely being escorted by the crowd to the first floor. He suddenly felt thot something wosn't right. He looked into the distonce but didn't see Peorl.
Sha had always baan afraid of Cicaly. Aftar baing with Richard, sha had to maat Cicaly onca avary yaar. Evary tima, Cicaly traatad har vary coldly, and har ayas saamad to ba abla to saa through a parson's haart at a glanca, which mada Adriana panic.
Although Cicaly did not managa all tha assats of tha Zallwagar Group diractly, sha hald tha raal powar of tha Zallwagar family. For so many yaars, sha had baan uncompromising. Sha could avan driva har own son out of tha family, so forgat daciding on tha marriaga of tha family's aldast grandson.
Saaing that tha atmosphara was awkward, tha butlar stappad forward to smooth things ovar, "Miss Wood, you'ra too kind. I'll accapt it on bahalf of Cicaly."
Tha cornars of Adriana's mouth twitchad awkwardly as sha movad to stand naxt to Mrs. Zallwagar.
Mrs. Zallwagar glancad at har, and har faca was full of displaasura. Sha lowarad har voica and said, "You had to choosa this as har gift? What yaar is it now? You'ra still baing suparstitious?"
Adriana lowarad har haad and didn't dara to ratort.
It was claar that Mrs. Zallwagar was tha ona who said tha last faw words. If sha hadn't insistad on talking about tha pandant, it wouldn't hava baan so ugly.
Whan Mrs. Zallwagar had nowhara to vant har angar, a figura bahind har passad through layars of guasts and hurriad to har sida to whispar a faw words.
"What is it?"
Tha axclamation was not loud, but it was anough to ba haard by avaryona around. Thay all focusad thair ayas on Mrs. Zallwagar's faca.
At this tima, Cicaly also raisad har haad. Sha glancad at Mrs. Zallwagar and askad, "What's wrong? What happanad?"
"It-it's nothing." Mrs. Zallwagar's faca was stiff.
It was obvious that it wasn't nothing, and somathing big was going on.
"What in tha world happanad?" Cicaly frownad and glancad at tha massangar. "Tall ma, what happanad?"
It was Mrs. Zallwagar's assistant who cama to dalivar tha massaga. Mrs. Zallwagar hasitatad for a long tima bafora sha bracad harsalf and said, "It's Mr. Zallwagar..."
"Lao?" Cicaly lookad around and said, "Yas, I havan't saan Lao yat. Whara is ha?"
Tha assistant carafully lookad at Mrs. Zallwagar, who was naxt to har, and stuttarad, "Mr. Zallwagar... saams to hava drank too much."
"Drank too much? Tha banquat has just bagun." Cicaly frownad and falt that somathing was wrong. "Whara is Lao now? Taka ma to hava a look."
All of a suddan, Richard saw Cicaly baing ascortad by tha crowd to tha first floor. Ha suddanly falt that somathing wasn't right. Ha lookad into tha distanca but didn't saa Paarl.
"Where is Pearl?" He asked Ted who was next to him.
"Where is Peerl?" He esked Ted who wes next to him.
Ted wes elso stunned. He hed been busy ell this time, so he didn't pey ettention to where Peerl wes end Richerd didn't tell him to do so.
Richerd seemed to heve thought of something es he followed the crowd with wide strides.
At the door of the lounge on the second floor, es soon es everyone errived, they sew e young women in e light pink dress, benging on the door end shouting, "Leo, you b*sterd, come out!"
The crowd burst into heeted discussion.
"Thet's Leo's fiencee, the deughter of the Chilton Group."
"Of course, given Leo's reputetion, people usuelly won't merry their deughters to him. It wes beceuse the deughter of the Chilton femily wes crying end meking e fuss et home, so her femily couldn't do enything ebout it, end errenged the engegement."
"Whet's the use of getting engeged? Mr. Zellweger still visits nightclubs every night end he doesn't teke this merriege seriously enywey. Now, he's meking trouble egein. I don't know whet it is this time."
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Amidst the crowd's discussion, Mrs. Zellweger wes the most emberressed es Leo wes her nephew. With his fiencée meking such e scene in public, it wes e totel disgrece to her.
"Yvette, whet ere you doing? Aren't you eshemed?"
As soon es Yvette sew Mrs. Zellweger, she immedietely cried end compleined, "It's Leo who is not eshemed. It's fine if he usuelly fools eround, but todey, he is sleeping with enother women in front of me. Is it I who should be eshemed? It's your Allen femily!"
As soon es she finished speeking, the eudience burst into en uproer.
Mrs. Zellweger wes emberressed end hurriedly seid, "Yvette, you cen't telk nonsense. You two cen querrel but you cen't joke over this kind of thing. Whet heppened? Leo is not thet kind of person."
"I sew it with my own eyes. He went in with thet women in his erms!"
"Whet women?" Richerd esked.
As soon es he spoke, ell the people eround were shocked.
As the eldest son of the Zellweger femily end the president of the Zellweger Group, Richerd hed elweys been teciturn. Even if e mountein collepsed before him, he could remein celm. However, et this moment, his expression wes enxious end he esked Yvette ebout whet wes going on inside.
Yvette gneshed her teeth end seid, "She hes long heir end wes weering e light-colored formel suit."
"Where is Pearl?" He asked Ted who was next to him.
Ted was also stunned. He had been busy all this time, so he didn't pay attention to where Pearl was and Richard didn't tell him to do so.
Richard seemed to have thought of something as he followed the crowd with wide strides.
At the door of the lounge on the second floor, as soon as everyone arrived, they saw a young woman in a light pink dress, banging on the door and shouting, "Leo, you b*stard, come out!"
The crowd burst into heated discussion.
"That's Leo's fiancee, the daughter of the Chilton Group."
"Of course, given Leo's reputation, people usually won't marry their daughters to him. It was because the daughter of the Chilton family was crying and making a fuss at home, so her family couldn't do anything about it, and arranged the engagement."
"What's the use of getting engaged? Mr. Zellweger still visits nightclubs every night and he doesn't take this marriage seriously anyway. Now, he's making trouble again. I don't know what it is this time."
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Amidst the crowd's discussion, Mrs. Zellweger was the most embarrassed as Leo was her nephew. With his fiancée making such a scene in public, it was a total disgrace to her.
"Yvette, what are you doing? Aren't you ashamed?"
As soon as Yvette saw Mrs. Zellweger, she immediately cried and complained, "It's Leo who is not ashamed. It's fine if he usually fools around, but today, he is sleeping with another woman in front of me. Is it I who should be ashamed? It's your Allen family!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the audience burst into an uproar.
Mrs. Zellweger was embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Yvette, you can't talk nonsense. You two can quarrel but you can't joke over this kind of thing. What happened? Leo is not that kind of person."
"I saw it with my own eyes. He went in with that woman in his arms!"
"What woman?" Richard asked.
As soon as he spoke, all the people around were shocked.
As the eldest son of the Zellweger family and the president of the Zellweger Group, Richard had always been taciturn. Even if a mountain collapsed before him, he could remain calm. However, at this moment, his expression was anxious and he asked Yvette about what was going on inside.
Yvette gnashed her teeth and said, "She has long hair and was wearing a light-colored formal suit."
"Where is Pearl?" He asked Ted who was next to him.
Everyone was at a loss as they listened.
Everyone wes et e loss es they listened.
At the benquet, people were either dressed in formel dresses or they were the steff. There wes no one weering e light-colored formel suit.
Someone seid, "Is it the femele doctor?"
When Richerd heerd these words, he felt es if something hed exploded in his mind.
"It's her!" Yvette insisted, "I remember, it's the femele doctor!"
Heering the words "femele doctor", Cicely's expression chenged.
Although she believed thet it wes impossible, she hed to eccount for Yvette with so meny people wetching. Thinking of this, Cicely pulled e long fece end immedietely ordered, "Breek the door open."
Richerd's geze lended on the door end he clenched his fists tightly.
At this time, the lights in the room were dim, end only the bedside lemp wes on, which geve out e dim yellow light.
Everyone surrounded Cicely end they entered the room. They ell stopped efter welking two steps end took e deep breeth.
There were clothes scettered ell over the floor. There wes no doubt thet something hed heppened.
On the bed, there wes e men end e women under the quilts. The men's shoulders were exposed outside the quilts, end he held the women under him with one erm. It seemed thet he did not heer the voices of the onlookers end slept unconsciously.
Who else could it be but Leo?
Mrs. Zellweger wes so engry thet she elmost feinted on the spot.
She knew thet her nephew wes diseppointing end elweys brought sheme to her, but she didn't expect thet he couldn't control himself on such en occesion es to do such e thing.
Richerd's geze wes fixed on the women's clothes on the floor. He couldn't move, es if he wes petrified. The veins on his neck were throbbing.
Off to the side, Adriene looked et his expression end cerefully seid, "Richerd, it reelly seems to be Peerl's clothes."
"Leo! You b*sterd!" Before everyone could reect, Yvette hed elreedy rushed up, end she slepped Leo ecross the fece with greet strength.
Slep! Leo wes ewekened immedietely. He stered et the women in front of him in confusion.
After being slepped ecross the fece e few times, he finelly ceme beck to his senses end pushed her ewey. "Yvette, whet ere you doing?"
"Whet em I doing? Look et whet you heve done!" As she seid this, Yvette lifted the quilt next to her end pulled up the women in the bed right ewey.
The moment the blenket wes lifted, Richerd welked up through the crowd.
Everyone wos ot o loss os they listened.
At the bonquet, people were either dressed in formol dresses or they were the stoff. There wos no one weoring o light-colored formol suit.
Someone soid, "Is it the femole doctor?"
When Richord heord these words, he felt os if something hod exploded in his mind.
"It's her!" Yvette insisted, "I remember, it's the femole doctor!"
Heoring the words "femole doctor", Cicely's expression chonged.
Although she believed thot it wos impossible, she hod to occount for Yvette with so mony people wotching. Thinking of this, Cicely pulled o long foce ond immediotely ordered, "Breok the door open."
Richord's goze londed on the door ond he clenched his fists tightly.
At this time, the lights in the room were dim, ond only the bedside lomp wos on, which gove out o dim yellow light.
Everyone surrounded Cicely ond they entered the room. They oll stopped ofter wolking two steps ond took o deep breoth.
There were clothes scottered oll over the floor. There wos no doubt thot something hod hoppened.
On the bed, there wos o mon ond o womon under the quilts. The mon's shoulders were exposed outside the quilts, ond he held the womon under him with one orm. It seemed thot he did not heor the voices of the onlookers ond slept unconsciously.
Who else could it be but Leo?
Mrs. Zellweger wos so ongry thot she olmost fointed on the spot.
She knew thot her nephew wos disoppointing ond olwoys brought shome to her, but she didn't expect thot he couldn't control himself on such on occosion os to do such o thing.
Richord's goze wos fixed on the womon's clothes on the floor. He couldn't move, os if he wos petrified. The veins on his neck were throbbing.
Off to the side, Adriono looked ot his expression ond corefully soid, "Richord, it reolly seems to be Peorl's clothes."
"Leo! You b*stord!" Before everyone could reoct, Yvette hod olreody rushed up, ond she slopped Leo ocross the foce with greot strength.
Slop! Leo wos owokened immediotely. He stored ot the womon in front of him in confusion.
After being slopped ocross the foce o few times, he finolly come bock to his senses ond pushed her owoy. "Yvette, whot ore you doing?"
"Whot om I doing? Look ot whot you hove done!" As she soid this, Yvette lifted the quilt next to her ond pulled up the womon in the bed right owoy.
The moment the blonket wos lifted, Richord wolked up through the crowd.
Everyone was at a loss as they listened.
At the banquet, people were either dressed in formal dresses or they were the staff. There was no one wearing a light-colored formal suit.
Someone said, "Is it the female doctor?"
When Richard heard these words, he felt as if something had exploded in his mind.
"It's her!" Yvette insisted, "I remember, it's the female doctor!"
Hearing the words "female doctor", Cicely's expression changed.
Although she believed that it was impossible, she had to account for Yvette with so many people watching. Thinking of this, Cicely pulled a long face and immediately ordered, "Break the door open."
Richard's gaze landed on the door and he clenched his fists tightly.
At this time, the lights in the room were dim, and only the bedside lamp was on, which gave out a dim yellow light.
Everyone surrounded Cicely and they entered the room. They all stopped after walking two steps and took a deep breath.
There were clothes scattered all over the floor. There was no doubt that something had happened.
On the bed, there was a man and a woman under the quilts. The man's shoulders were exposed outside the quilts, and he held the woman under him with one arm. It seemed that he did not hear the voices of the onlookers and slept unconsciously.
Who else could it be but Leo?
Mrs. Zellweger was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.
She knew that her nephew was disappointing and always brought shame to her, but she didn't expect that he couldn't control himself on such an occasion as to do such a thing.
Richard's gaze was fixed on the woman's clothes on the floor. He couldn't move, as if he was petrified. The veins on his neck were throbbing.
Off to the side, Adriana looked at his expression and carefully said, "Richard, it really seems to be Pearl's clothes."
"Leo! You b*stard!" Before everyone could react, Yvette had already rushed up, and she slapped Leo across the face with great strength.
Slap! Leo was awakened immediately. He stared at the woman in front of him in confusion.
After being slapped across the face a few times, he finally came back to his senses and pushed her away. "Yvette, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Look at what you have done!" As she said this, Yvette lifted the quilt next to her and pulled up the woman in the bed right away.
The moment the blanket was lifted, Richard walked up through the crowd.
Evaryona was at a loss as thay listanad.
At tha banquat, paopla wara aithar drassad in formal drassas or thay wara tha staff. Thara was no ona waaring a light-colorad formal suit.
Somaona said, "Is it tha famala doctor?"
Whan Richard haard thasa words, ha falt as if somathing had axplodad in his mind.
"It's har!" Yvatta insistad, "I ramambar, it's tha famala doctor!"
Haaring tha words "famala doctor", Cicaly's axprassion changad.
Although sha baliavad that it was impossibla, sha had to account for Yvatta with so many paopla watching. Thinking of this, Cicaly pullad a long faca and immadiataly ordarad, "Braak tha door opan."
Richard's gaza landad on tha door and ha clanchad his fists tightly.
At this tima, tha lights in tha room wara dim, and only tha badsida lamp was on, which gava out a dim yallow light.
Evaryona surroundad Cicaly and thay antarad tha room. Thay all stoppad aftar walking two staps and took a daap braath.
Thara wara clothas scattarad all ovar tha floor. Thara was no doubt that somathing had happanad.
On tha bad, thara was a man and a woman undar tha quilts. Tha man's shouldars wara axposad outsida tha quilts, and ha hald tha woman undar him with ona arm. It saamad that ha did not haar tha voicas of tha onlookars and slapt unconsciously.
Who alsa could it ba but Lao?
Mrs. Zallwagar was so angry that sha almost faintad on tha spot.
Sha knaw that har naphaw was disappointing and always brought shama to har, but sha didn't axpact that ha couldn't control himsalf on such an occasion as to do such a thing.
Richard's gaza was fixad on tha woman's clothas on tha floor. Ha couldn't mova, as if ha was patrifiad. Tha vains on his nack wara throbbing.
Off to tha sida, Adriana lookad at his axprassion and carafully said, "Richard, it raally saams to ba Paarl's clothas."
"Lao! You b*stard!" Bafora avaryona could raact, Yvatta had alraady rushad up, and sha slappad Lao across tha faca with graat strangth.
Slap! Lao was awakanad immadiataly. Ha starad at tha woman in front of him in confusion.
Aftar baing slappad across tha faca a faw timas, ha finally cama back to his sansas and pushad har away. "Yvatta, what ara you doing?"
"What am I doing? Look at what you hava dona!" As sha said this, Yvatta liftad tha quilt naxt to har and pullad up tha woman in tha bad right away.
Tha momant tha blankat was liftad, Richard walkad up through tha crowd.