Chapter 835: Chapter 835 Strengthening Relationships_1
Violet Nelson opened the door to her room and threw herself into the arms of the old madam, sobbing, “They say I’m just an outsider residing in the Presidential Palace, of low status, unworthy of marrying Zeke Lawson!”
As soon as she spoke, the expressions of those outside the door varied.
The identity of the president’s niece was still considered low? Then what would be considered high enough…the president’s own daughter?
Enraged, the old madam demanded, “Who said that? Who dares to speak so? Rieste? Just a lawyer, and he thinks too highly of himself!”
Old Master Simonson comforted the crying Violet Nelson, “Stop crying. If Zeke Lawson doesn’t marry you, it’s his loss.”
“Zeke Lawson is willing to marry me, but his parents and Uncle Rieste…” Violet choked up, “They say I have no parents and no maternal family to support me. Bringing me into the family would be of no help to Zeke in the future…”
“Nonsense!” the old madam snapped angrily, “How can you have no maternal family? The Presidential Palace is your maternal family! These people are looking down on others with disdain!”
Violet Nelson lifted her eyes, brimming with tears, seemingly wanting to say more but ultimately said nothing, sadly bowing her head.
She displayed her grievances, heartache, and helpless pain vividly.
The old madam grew even more furious, as Violet Nelson was her own granddaughter from the Nelson Family! The Lawsons looking down on Violet Nelson was tantamount to looking down on the Nelson Family!
“Christopher! I want you to adopt Violet as your daughter right now! The Lawson Family thinks Violet is of low status, right? Fine, I want to see if they would dare to aspire to the president’s daughter now!”
The old madam was livid, having lost all reason, and shouted, “The news about the banquet has already been released! Everyone outside only knows you’re adopting a child, even if you switch the child to Violet, no one will know!”
“Mom! Do you understand what you’re saying?!” Christopher Simonson exclaimed in shock.
Old Master Simonson also furrowed his brow; changing adoptees impulsively would be akin to betrayal and deemed contemptible.
But the old madam was relentless.
The few people present couldn’t help but look at Purple Summers, feeling sorry for her. Although Purple Summers had been acting indifferently these past few days, it would be too unjust for her to lose her status as the president’s daughter due to this.
Purple Summers stood quietly to the side, her face showing no embarrassment. Her eyes were clear and tranquil like a spring, cool and detached, as if she were an outsider, unconcerned about everything happening before her.
Old Master Simonson took the quarreling mother and son to his study.
They argued all night long.
—Christopher refused to switch people; the old madam harshly criticized Purple Summers for her heartlessness; the old master believed that such an action went against morality.
The next day, when the people from the Prosecutor’s Office came to the Presidential Palace, asking Christopher Simonson to submit to questioning and investigation.
Christopher Simonson, having done nothing wrong, feared no investigation. But if the intention of the other party wasn’t focused on the investigation itself, they might take the opportunity to fabricate other charges, as every family has a few disgraceful incidents.
Old Master Simonson’s stance finally softened. He discussed with Christopher whether they could adopt both Purple Summers and Violet Nelson…
By adopting Violet Nelson as a daughter, adding just one name to the family registry book, they could repay Violet for her contributions without interfering with Purple Summers’ interests. Purple Summers would still be Christopher’s daughter.
Christopher could no longer find a reason to oppose, so he agreed.
The next day, everyone gathered at the table for breakfast, where Old Master Simonson announced the decision, and as a result, the banquet was postponed for another week.
Because many things for the banquet’s ceremony had to be prepared in duplicate, such as the high-end dresses made for Purple Summers, Violet Nelson would also have one of the same design.
Purple Summers suddenly said, “So, as long as you can bring benefits to the Simonson Family, you can be adopted as a daughter?”
Each person’s face seared as if slapped by Purple Summers’ words.
The old madam wanted to erupt but was stopped by a look from Old Master Simonson; they knew what they had done was unscrupulous.
Then, as if talking to herself, Purple Summers murmured softly, “The ties of interest are far stronger than the bond of kinship that falls from the sky. It’s good this way, really.”