“Aren’t you going to ask me why I’m here?” Molly Bort took two steps forward and came up to Christine White, but not daring to get too close to her, stopped about three or four more steps away.
Christine White saw her move and a hint of contempt surfaced in her eyes, “Are you afraid of me?”
Molly Bort blushed a little, “Who, who’s afraid of you?”
“Then why are you standing so far away?” Christine White’s lips curled up.
Molly Bort glared, “I just don’t want to get too close to your crazy ass!”
“Oh yeah?” Christine White ruffled her hair back from her ears and sneered, “But why do I get the feeling that you’re lying, you’re just afraid of me because I screwed you over last time at the fashion house right?”
“Christine White, will you shut up?” As soon as Molly Bort heard the words Fashion House, she immediately remembered the shame she received last time and her face twisted in anger.
Christine White only felt pleasure in her heart when she saw her so frantic, “No, but I do admire your courage, you actually dare to stop me now, aren’t you afraid I’ll do something to you again?”
Said Christine White, raising her arms falsely.
Molly Bort reflexively scrunched her neck at the sight and yelled, “Don’t you come any closer!”
“I didn’t come over.” Christine White dropped her hand and laughed a hearty laugh that mocked her.
Molly Bort heard the laughter and reacted to the fact that she’d been tricked, and her face went green and white, and she was so angry she was going to explode, “Aaaaahhhh! Christine White!”
“Roar what?” Christine White rubbed her ears in disgust.
Molly Bort’s chest rose and fell violently, a pair of fists clenched deathly tight, but soon, she took a deep breath to calm down, and laughed fiercely, “Christine White, be arrogant, there will always be a time for you to cry in the future.”
Those words caused Christine White to frown hard, “Really, looks like you’re ready to pull some kind of scam again.”
Molly Bort had a flash of color in her eyes, “Guess?”
“I’m sorry, I don’t want to guess, if you have a plot or scheme go ahead, I’ll see it through, and as for what you just said you were doing here, Grandpa has already told me there’s no way Baird would ever marry you.” Christine White looked at her coldly.
Molly Bort ruffled her wig, “If you say it’s impossible, it’s impossible? Don’t forget, you heard Baird in person yesterday …”
“Does what he says have to be true?” Christine White interrupted her.
Molly Bort narrowed her eyes, “I don’t care if he’s telling the truth or not, in any case, if he says yes, he’s going to marry me.”
“Joke!” Christine White mockingly bristled, “Baird just said he’d consider it, he didn’t say he’d say yes, and even if he did, he wouldn’t get past Grandpa, who wouldn’t accept you as his granddaughter-in-law.”
“And what if the old thing dies?” Molly Bort spoke up.
Christine White’s pupils constricted, “What did you say?”
“I said, if that old thing died, wouldn’t there be no one to stop it? I know that old thing doesn’t like me, so I specifically came over here today to piss him off, I originally wanted to piss him off, but I didn’t expect that old thing’s heart to be quite strong, it actually didn’t pass out.” Molly Bort said, her face showing all the colors of unwillingness.
Christine White’s eyes were red with anger and she couldn’t listen any longer, so she just went ahead and slapped her.
With a snap, Molly Bort was slapped to the ground, her entire body slightly dazed.
Christine White stood in front of her and stared at her condescendingly, “Your mouth is as vicious as your heart, how dare you curse Grandpa!”
Molly Bort reacted, covering her face with a spiteful roar, “So what if it’s a curse? If it wasn’t for that old thing, I would have been with Baird long ago, how could it be your turn, is it wrong for me to want him dead?”
“You’re out of your mind!” Christine White shook her head incredulously, “You’re blaming Grandpa for all of this, you think it’s all Grandpa’s fault, haven’t you ever thought about yourself? But if your heart was as beautiful as your face, would grandpa not let you be with Baird?”
Molly Bort didn’t like that and was just about to open her mouth to retort when Christine White said again, “And I can’t for the life of me figure out how you’re hanging on to Baird and wanting to marry him when you obviously don’t love him because of your ridiculous possessiveness? Does Toby Dean know that?”
Molly Bort grew a little agitated at her mention of Toby Dean and looked up at her with a conspiratorial glare, “What’s that got to do with you, you don’t know anything about it!”
It is true that she does not love Baird Lane, and hangs on to him for another most important reason, besides a possessive desire to do so, and that is property!
Although she was the only daughter of The Bort Family, she always knew that her father didn’t really want to leave The Bort Family for her to inherit, and that he wanted to have a son, even though he hadn’t been able to give birth to a son for so many years, she never felt secure deep down, so she had to plan for herself and marry into a stronger family than The Bort Family. a stronger family than The Bort Family.
Only then could Dad give her The Bort Family as a dowry, so that she could not only get all of The Bort Family’s wealth, but also get out of being a rich girl and become a real lady of the house, which only Baird Lane could give her, and Toby Dean could not.
She did love Toby Dean, but never wanted to marry him; the only person she wanted to marry from the beginning was Baird Lane.
Christine White looked at Molly Bort’s shifting, one moment mad, the next grimacing face with a hint of disgust in her eyes, “It’s true that I don’t know anything, but I do know that you’re thinking of someone else’s husband, and you’re shameless! You’re disgusting!”
“Yes, I am shameless, but so what?” Molly Bort stumbled to her feet, “Every man for himself and no man for himself, if it’s something I want, I’m going to get it, no matter what the means, so Christine White remember this, Baird Lane is mine and only mine!”
“Then don’t even think about it, he can never be yours.” Christine White returned defiantly.
Molly Bort smiled grimly, “Really, we’ll see about that then, next, I’m not only going to make you feel all the betrayal, I’m going to make you suffer the same pain you suffered when you lost your child again.”
With that, she turned to leave.
Christine White watched Molly Bort’s back, her small lips pursed tightly, and was quite disturbed.
She was about to grab Molly Bort and press her on what she really wanted to do, but reason held her back.
This was a sanatorium, and not just any sanatorium, and the people who came here to heal their bodies were people of status, and she couldn’t let them look at The Lane Family’s jokes and then go to the old man about it.
Furthermore, she had just slapped Molly Bort and had almost relieved her anger, as for Molly Bort cursing the old man, let Baird Lane deal with it, she was sure that Baird Lane wouldn’t just let it go.
With that thought, Christine White let out a long breath and headed in the direction of the car.
In the evening, Baird Lane returned, seemingly troubled by something, his brow furrowed.
Christine White poured him a cup of tea, “Is something wrong?”
“It’s fine.” Baird Lane took a sip of his tea, “How’s Grandpa doing today?”
“Not bad, looking better.” Christine White replied.
Baird Lane’s furrowed brow loosened a fraction, “That’s good, hard work.”
“No no.” Christine White waved her hands repeatedly and said with some embarrassment, “I didn’t take care of grandpa much, there’s Uncle Fu and the medical staff, I just read the newspaper and stuff for grandpa, it’s not hard at all, it’s you, you’re too busy to see grandpa today, you’re the one who’s working hard.”
Baird Lane sniffed and laughed softly, “Tomorrow.”
“Well, Grandpa must be happy that you went.” Christine nodded, then her little face got serious, “By the way, Molly Bort visited Grandpa at the nursing home today, did you know that?”