In the hall, the air seemed to solidify.
Old Lady Carter stared intently at the document, her withered fingers clutching the dragon-headed cane, knuckles turning white.
Her cloudy old eyes trembled slightly, lips quivering, and it took a while for her to squeeze out a sentence from between her teeth, "That old fool... actually!"
Evan Palmer immediately stepped forward, grabbed the property certificate, and flipped through it. His face instantly turned livid, and his fingers unconsciously crumpled the edge of the document.
"This is impossible..."
He muttered to himself, jealousy and unwillingness surging in his eyes. Cloud Lake Villa, which he had coveted for so many years, Old Master wouldn’t even concede to adding his name, yet now it’s directly given to Emily Parker?
He suddenly looked up, staring hard at Emily, as if trying to discern some bewitching sorcery from her charming face.
Emily herself was also stunned, a trace of complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
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Or could it be... he had already foreseen that her going abroad this time might be doomed?
The thought made her heart tremble, and a slight sourness tingled at her nose.
Carlos stood beside her, sensing her emotional fluctuation, his long fingers gently wrapping around her wrist, he whispered,
"Grandfather knew if he told you directly, you would never accept it, so he just proceeded with the change."
His voice was deep with a touch of tenderness.
Old Lady Carter saw this, and suddenly swung her cane smashing onto the tea table!
"Bang!" The bone china teacup shattered with a sound, tea splattering all over.
"I do not agree with this gift agreement! It must be rescinded!"
Her voice was sharp, like a cat that has its tail stepped on, completely losing her earlier noble elegance.
Carlos coldly raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife.
"Grandmother, Cloud Lake Villa is Grandfather’s private estate."
His tone was calm, yet every word was like ice.
"Besides, you’ve long changed your nationality. According to domestic laws, foreigners have no right to own domestic property."
Old Lady Carter’s pupils contracted, her chest heaving violently.
Because during the establishment of the country, her family was liquidated, and she fell from a pampered daughter to a despised lower-class person. She always held a grudge about it, and even changed her nationality, thinking she had regained her status.
Emily raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes, so that’s it, Old Master Carter once worked undercover for the government when the country was founded, loved the country the most, naturally unwilling for the estate to fall into the hands of foreigners, even if it was his other half.
The old master dared to directly give the villa to her because he had long guarded against the old lady taking this step!
Old Lady Carter’s face turned from green to white, then from white to red, finally freezing at a ghastly gray.
She stared hard at Emily, her voice like an evil spirit crawling out from hell,
"You really are a vixen!"
Emily met her gaze and suddenly laughed.
The smile was bright as the morning sun, yet it made Old Lady Carter’s heart tremble.
"Old Lady, if you disturb my mother again, and curse me repeatedly, don’t blame me for not being merciful."
Her voice was crisp, carrying an undeniable authority.
"Butler, see the guest out."
The butler immediately, upon hearing, led two security guards forward.
Old Lady Carter was shaking with anger, pointing at Emily’s nose:
"You... you dare! This is my home!"
Emily smiled faintly, but there was no warmth in her eyes.
Evan Palmer saw this, quickly stepped forward to support the tottering Old Lady Carter.
"Mom, let’s go first..."
He lowered his voice, a trace of viciousness flashing in his eyes, since the old master and the Carter family were so unappreciative, he would have no choice but to return to the Carter Clan.
Old Lady Carter was supported as she walked out, yet she did not forget to turn back and curse harshly,
Emily stood where she was, her back straight as a pine, until the old lady and the others completely disappeared out the door.
Outside the window, the setting sun was dipping below the horizon, the last ray of golden light lit up her clear and beautiful profile, casting a resolute contour.
Emily lowered her gaze, her fingertips gently brushing over the cover of the property certificate, speaking softly,
"Grandfather... I will safeguard the Carter Clan for you, waiting for your return."
She had already instructed William to secretly investigate her grandfather’s whereabouts.
After the old lady returned to the country, Old Master Carter’s whereabouts also became unknown.
If she weren’t still worried about the old master’s whereabouts, she would have acted against that old woman just now.
Carlos gave her a long, deep look, suddenly reaching out to pull her into his arms.
"With me here, there’s no need for a woman like you to fight on the front line."
Emily was slightly stunned, she looked up only to see Carlos, a side she hadn’t seen before.
The night was deep, the presidential suite in the hotel, the crystal chandelier cast a cold white light.
Evan Palmer stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, cellphone pressed against his ear, face sullen.
"Adam, now is not the time to shrink back."
His voice was low, yet carried an undeniable ruthlessness,
"Do you think we have any way out?"
On the other end of the line, Adam Willow was silent for a moment.
He stood on the balcony, the night wind blowing through his forelock, his gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses was unclear.
"Dad, Emily now controls Carter stocks and Cloud Lake Villa, with Carlos and Mrs. Carter’s backing..."
His voice was somewhat weary,
"We can’t fight her."
Evan Palmer suddenly raised his volume, then quickly lowered it, afraid of disturbing the resting Old Lady Carter,
"When did you become so cowardly?!"
Adam Willow let out a bitter laugh, indeed, when did he become so hesitant and timid?
Once, he thought Emily was just a small nurse, unworthy of him.
Yet now, she had transformed into the actual ruler of the Carter Clan, even Old Lady Carter was swept out by her...
This gap made him feel like a stone was lodged in his heart.
"Adam," Evan Palmer’s voice suddenly softened, a touch of alluring charm, "are you resigned?"
Adam willow was stunned.
"You’ve lost everything, yet she turned around and married Carlos." Evan Palmer sneered, "Now, she’s climbing over all our heads... Can you really endure it?"
Of course, he was unwilling!
"Dad, what do you want to do?" He finally spoke, a hint of ruthlessness in his voice.
Evan Palmer’s mouth curved into a cold smile.
"Old Lady Carter still holds 8% of the Carter Clan’s stocks." He turned around, his gaze falling on the Old Lady Carter lying on the sofa, "Plus the 5% I’ve secretly acquired over the years, and Storm Capital’s 20%..."