As for him, his father was the old master’s most beloved third son, truly the Third Master of the Lawrence Family.
Even just for the sake of the Third Master, the old man deeply cherished him.
You could tell from the fact that Louis Lawrence moved into the entertainment industry; the old master had no intention of handing the Lawrence Family over to him.
He thought everything was within his grasp, but now he realized he might have been too confident.
The old master didn’t care about what he had in mind.
"During this time, just follow Chen and learn some management from him."
The old master spoke in a tone of unmistakable certainty.
Vivian Thornecroft’s fingertips trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Alright."
Acknowledging with a word, Vivian continued to ask with some concern.
"My cousin has no management experience all these years and has been in the entertainment industry for so long. I’m afraid he’s not very skilled at managing a company."
Before the old master could reply, Louis Lawrence smiled first.
"Vivian, you’re overthinking it. The children of the Lawrence Family have to receive systematic education from a young age. Initially, I didn’t enter the company, first because of my elder uncle, and second because you returned. I thought, being in the Thornecroft Family, you must have learned something about managing a company, so I didn’t intervene. But I didn’t expect you couldn’t even last a round with Mason."
Louis Lawrence leaned lazily against the back of the chair, turning his head, slightly raised his chin, and looked at Vivian Thornecroft with a half-smile.
The words he spoke carried an ample amount of sarcasm.
This tone, mixed with a sense of attack, deepened Vivian Thornecroft’s expression.
Of course, apart from him, probably no one else could feel this hostility.
"Alright, just follow Chen these days, Chen, whatever news you have from Bella, you must inform me immediately."
The old master finished speaking, waved his hand, and had Butler Feng assist him upstairs.
The matter with Bella Green kept him from resting well for days.
If not for his frail body, he would have flown to Brocade City already.
This granddaughter, lost for so many years and having suffered so much, he genuinely loved and pitied.
She’s not like Vivian Thornecroft, for all those years in the Thornecroft Family, living a life of a young master, capable of getting anything she desired.
But as for his granddaughter, she truly endured way too many hardships.
Now, aside from such a big issue, with life or death unknown, the old master fainted for a full day and night and almost didn’t make it.
Only now, as things gradually smoothed out, the company faced problems.
Even this elderly man, who had been strong all his life, was finding it hard to bear.
...
When Bella Green woke up again, it was still that familiar room.
But this time, the room wasn’t only occupied by her.
Instead, there was a man and a woman at her bedside, looking at her with anxious concern.
Seeing the two by the bedside, Bella Green wondered if she hadn’t woken up and was still dreaming.
Otherwise, how could she see...
Her adoptive parents?
"Bella, you’re awake. Are you feeling any discomfort? Is anywhere painful?"
Seeing Bella Green open her eyes, Chloe Johnson hurried forward, looking her up and down, her eyes full of concern and worry.
Her eyes were still red, obviously having cried.
Bella Green was still a bit disoriented, watching the woman holding her hand, instinctively jerking it away.
Chloe Johnson paused, her eyes filled with pain and endurance.
"Don’t be afraid, I... won’t touch you again."
Bella Green was still a bit confused; actually, she wasn’t repulsed by Chloe Johnson, just startled when she woke up.
She had thought of many possibilities, thinking she might have been rescued by someone.
But she never imagined, being saved by her adoptive parents?