And Leo Bort …
In order to find Leo Bort, Baird Lane even shot up The Bort Family’s company and completely remodeled it, removing all traces of The Bort Family, in order to force Leo Bort out.
After all, a Leo Bort kind of guy cares the most about the company.
But no, Leo Bort still hasn’t popped a bubble even after all this.
Thinking about this, Christine White hammered her fists against her head, only to feel her mind, exhausted by these people.
I really don’t know when we’ll get rid of these disgusting people for good!
Buzz!
The cell phone suddenly vibrated.
Christine White collected her thoughts, lifted her cell phone up to her eyes, and froze when she looked at it.
Surprisingly, it’s him! Mick White!
It had been months since Mick White had been cleaned up by Baird Lane, and neither she, nor The White Family, had contacted each other in that time; she’d even forgotten about the guys from The White Family.
But now Mick White is actually calling?
It’s not like the stink is back and the lesson was forgotten in a few months, so you’re calling to ask for money, is it?
After all, beyond that, she couldn’t think of any other purpose for which they had sought her out!
Thinking about this, Christine White picked up the phone and indifferently spoke to the other end of the line, “Hello!”
“Sis …,” Mick White called out to her affectionately.
Christine White’s body shook with some wicked chills, “What the hell is your business?”
“Have you forgotten what tomorrow is?” Mick White asked without answering.
Christine White frowned.
Tomorrow?
She took down her phone and flipped out her calendar to look at it, remembering all at once that tomorrow was White’s father’s birthday.
“You came to me to remind me that tomorrow is Dad’s birthday?” Christine White put the phone back to her ear.
Mick White hemmed and hawed on the other end of the line, “Yeah, Mom and Dad told me to call you back for dinner tomorrow.”
“I’m not going!” Christine White shot right back.
She hadn’t forgotten about last year, when she remembered the birthdays of the two old men and bought gifts to cheerfully go back to celebrate their birthdays.
What happens is that they don’t like the gifts she buys and kick her out of the house, twice!
So why would she go back? What’s more, she and The White Family have pretty much broken up this year, and she won’t get a good look if she goes back, so she might as well not go back at all.
Mick White hadn’t expected Christine White to balk so quickly and so dryly, and for a moment was a little frozen, taking a few seconds to respond, “No, sis, you’re not going?”
“Yeah, no go!” Christine White said once more.
Mick White’s smile froze, “Sis, it’s Dad’s birthday, how can you not go? You’re being unfilial!”
Unfilial?
Christine White laughed at his words, “Mick White, you have to speak with a conscience, am I the one who is unfilial or are you the one who is unfilial? I think I’ve given enough to The White Family, but what about you? What have you given to The White Family? You’re just an old man!”
“Who says I’m only going to nibble away at my old age, I make money too!” Mick White retorted defiantly.
Christine White sneered, “Making money? The little you make isn’t enough to support yourself.”
“You …” Mick White choked on his breath for a few seconds before speaking again, “I’m not going to talk to you about this, I’m just going to ask you, are you coming back tomorrow or not?”
“No return!” Christine White had the same answer.
Mick White’s eyes rolled, obviously hitting on some bad idea, “Fine, it’s fine if you don’t reply, but you always get the gift, right?”
“Sure, I’ll go out later and get Mom and Dad a set of clothes for each of them, so you can come by and pick them up then.” Christine White said.
Mick White’s expression was a little hard to read, “Clothes? Sis, you’re just buying Mom and Dad a suit?”
“Then what else do you want? That’s all I have, and I can’t afford the expensive ones.” Christine White flicked her nails and returned unimpressed.
Mick White barely managed to squeeze out a smile, “Don’t, sis, that’s a bit degrading to say.”
“Identity? What identity can I have!” Christine White rolled her eyes.
Mick White was busy saying, “You are the president’s wife of The Lane Family Group, ah, you can at least buy some gifts that fit your status, otherwise how can you hold them? Buy two sets of clothes, you are not afraid of losing face?”
“What am I afraid of, I know myself well enough, I have no money is no money, what has it got to do with my status.” Christine White snorted coldly.
Mick White was furious, but still held his temper and didn’t let it out, “Sis, you don’t have any money, brother-in-law has money, this time it’s Dad’s birthday, so if you talk to your brother-in-law, he can’t afford not to give it, can he?”
“Oh Mick White, you’ve got a lot of nerve, how long has it been and you’ve forgotten the lesson your brother-in-law taught you, and you’re opening your mouth to ask him for money again, aren’t you afraid I’ll tell him?” Christine White threatened.
Mick White’s pupils constricted, and his own harrowing experience of having one of his hands broken popped into his mind.
He lowered his head and looked at his arm that was missing a hand, his eyes looked like they were quenched with poison, “Christine White, all I wanted was for you to buy Mom and Dad a little nice present, and you’re trying to drive me to my death, do you even have a brother in your eyes like me?”
“That’s a funny thing to say, how am I driving you to your death, when you claim that you want me to buy Mom and Dad nice gifts, don’t you want to take the gifts and sell them for money and put them in your own pockets?” Christine White questioned him.
She doesn’t know about his fancy ways.
His mind was torn apart, Mick White became infuriated and yelled at the phone, “Christine White, if I had known you were such a person, you didn’t even want Mom and Dad’s brother, Mom and Dad shouldn’t have adopted you back then, let you die out there for good!”
“What did you say?” Christine White stood up from the couch with a huge shudder, “Adoption? What do you mean by adoption?”
“I … I … don’t know, you heard wrong, what adoption ah, who knows what you’re talking about, somehow!” Realizing that he had just accidentally said the wrong thing, Mick White instantly became vain and hurriedly cut off the phone.
But this stammering behavior of his was tantamount to confirming what he had just said.
Adoption!
Christine White’s form trembled, her small face blank.
If her understanding is correct, she is not the daughter of The White Family, but adopted!
No wonder …
No wonder Mom and Dad didn’t love her, no wonder Mick White didn’t like her as a sister, no wonder they could suck her blood without guilt!
Because she wasn’t their daughter, she wasn’t his sister, she was just a wild child from nowhere, so they didn’t have to love.
As she thought about it, Christine White’s tears flowed down, and her whole body cried and laughed, but what made her strange was that deep down, she didn’t feel much sadness about this result, instead, there was still a hint of excitement and thrill.
Yes, she couldn’t lie to herself, she was happy, she was happy she wasn’t the daughter of The White Family!
Since she’s not the daughter of The White Family, it’s okay for her to get rid of The White Family, right?
At the thought, Christine White clenched both hands, a decision already rising in her mind, one that Baird Lane had suggested twice before, but which had never allowed her to be ruthless.
“But …”
Remembering something, Christine White tapped her cell phone again in a hurry and flipped through two unfamiliar messages from ages ago, both of which were telling her that she was not the daughter of The White Family.
She hadn’t paid much attention to it at first, and had thought that the person who had sent the messages was amusing her, but now she realized that it wasn’t that simple, and that it was two premeditated messages.
Only she had no idea what kind of premeditation there was, who was sending the missive, and what was the purpose?