"The medicine supply has been cut off, the factory can only halt production, and even the company has been affected."
The old butler said anxiously.
The Second Master’s entire effort is in the pharmaceutical company and factory; if something goes wrong, the consequences are unimaginable.
Matthew Lawrence wiped his hands, tossed the napkin onto the table, and maneuvered the wheelchair outside.
"Get ready, we’re going over."
"Second Master, you just returned from Brocade City, and another long flight will be too taxing for your health."
Matthew’s wheelchair stopped, the old butler was delighted, hoping to continue persuading him.
"Second Master, I can make the trip alone, you don’t need to go personally."
"On the plane, prepare a seat."
After speaking, he continued to leave.
The old butler was helpless, not sure who Matthew planned to take along.
He could only follow orders and make preparations.
...
On the other side, Vivian Thornecroft never expected that he would suffer this untimely disaster.
Matthew Lawrence didn’t care about him either.
No matter who is trying to harm Bella Green in the end, his own identity is probably impossible to hide.
By then, even if he clears his name, the Lawrence Family won’t forgive his deception.
Vivian never thought things would turn out this way.
Clearly, everything had settled, with Matthew’s help, he had already rooted himself in the Lawrence Family.
His identity was even set to be revealed next month.
Yet now, such a thing happens!
When Old Mr. Lawrence came to see him, he knew it was over for him.
Old Mr. Lawrence looked at Vivian, whose face was very unpleasant after being tormented all night, his expression cold and faintly angry.
"Vivian Thornecroft, I ask you, are you really my grandson."
Old Mr. Lawrence suppressed his anger and inquired.
Vivian pressed his lips, knowing that even though Old Mr. Lawrence asked this, he had already made up his mind.
Seeing he didn’t speak, Old Mr. Lawrence closed his eyes, let out a deep breath.
When he reopened his eyes, they were filled with sharpness.
"That necklace of yours, was it given to you by Bella? Did she wear it from a young age?"
Vivian knew everything had settled without any turning point.
"Yes."
Getting a definite answer, Old Mr. Lawrence’s face showed no surprise.
"However, the car accident wasn’t my doing, I wouldn’t harm her."
Vivian said softly.
No matter how much he resents or blames Bella Green, he definitely wouldn’t harm her.
"Hmph, even at this moment, you dare to speak?"
All the evidence pointed to Vivian; no one would believe he’s innocent.
Vivian himself was well aware of this.
"It wasn’t me, I don’t know about the transaction records, I didn’t do it."
Vivian’s voice was low, yet firm.
Old Mr. Lawrence looked at the man’s demeanor, his eyebrows furrowed.
"I didn’t do it, I won’t admit to it."
Vivian suddenly lifted his head, his eyes shining astonishingly bright.
Startling Old Mr. Lawrence, but he remained silent.
When Anna Green arrived, she saw the two in a deadlock.
Ever since Vivian was caught, she had been evicted.
She had tried pleading with the Lawrence Family but couldn’t even enter their door.
She didn’t expect to see Old Mr. Lawrence here, her eyes immediately lit up, rushing over.
"Grandpa, are you here to see Vivian? Please hurry and save him, he wouldn’t harm Bella, someone must be framing him."
Anna cried out as she tried to grab Old Mr. Lawrence, but was stopped by the nearby Butler Feng.
"Hmph, don’t think I don’t know about the things you did in Brocade City previously, for Vivian’s sake, I haven’t held you accountable, and now you dare come plead with me?"