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Chapter 817: Chapter 817 Receiving the Message_1

The old shareholders who once shouted their support for him in the company now harbored ulterior motives.

Especially since the wheelchair really added to his troubles, and it also increased his hatred toward the person who caused his injury.

*

The Simmons Clan’s turmoil naturally did not escape George River’s notice.

He soon received the news that Jimmy Simmons was still alive.

The fact that his good brother was alive and had safely returned should have been cause for celebration.

But the present situation did not allow him to entertain such thoughts.

Old Sir River had long intended to take advantage of Arnold Simmons’s death and the Simmons Clan’s chaos to acquire the company. Although the process was only halfway through when it encountered interference from a mysterious figure, the wheels had already been set in motion.

Once you’ve begun, there’s no turning back, and sooner or later, Jimmy would find out about his actions.

When that time came, all that awaited him could only be a falling out with his brother.

In such circumstances, learning that Tiffany Lynch was with Jimmy didn’t affect him as much.

He even felt that it was meant to be.

After all, he was the one who had wronged Tiffany first, and no matter how much he tried to justify it, it was still the case. But he could no longer deceive his own heart; he had truly fallen for Hannah Winter.

For that so-called stand-in he once scorned.

Not wanting to have any more regrets, he could only choose to disappoint Tiffany Lynch.

Thinking of Hannah, George River looked down at his phone, his mind churning with thoughts, yet he still lacked the courage to dial that number.

The incident at the previous reception had been leaked; he could have used his status as the Eldest Young Master River to suppress it, but in the end, he chose to tacitly agree.

Everyone could see his affection for her; it was just unfortunate she didn’t care for it.

Could he really just miss out like this?

He was not content.

*

For several days in a row, Gold Lotus kept receiving the intermittent plots sent from the other side.

It had no interest in watching, and Hannah only gave it a cursory glance.

Jimmy and Tiffany’s relationship had resumed the pace of their original storyline, which made their presence seem incongruous with the others.

It even faintly emitted an air of a clichéd domineering boss.

Sometimes, while watching, Hannah couldn’t help but ask, "When will they perform the drama of the tender wife running away with the ball for me?"

All Gold Lotus could do was helplessly cover its face, "Master, you’ve read too many novels, it’s not good for you."

Look, now even her speech is becoming nonsensical.

Hannah, with a deadpan expression, retorted, "Nonsense. Besides my own face, spiritual nourishment is also very important — it makes me happy and radiant."

Gold Lotus felt exasperated and didn’t want to argue with its master, only muttering in complaint, "Shouldn’t ’radiant’ come from collecting yang to replenish yin?"

Hannah heard it and looked at Gold Lotus with an indescribable expression, "I really didn’t expect you to be that kind of dog."

Gold Lotus: "..." I’m not, I didn’t.

It suddenly had the urge to rush up and have a "fight to the death" with its master, but before this thought could be realized, it was interrupted by the ring of a phone call.

The call was from Jack Stewart.

The face he treasured had finally returned to its most perfect condition, and he went on to arrange a few events for Hannah.

One of them was a musical competition show; they had agreed on her attending as a guest for one episode, but it was decided at the last minute that guests would also need to perform on stage.

Even though James Landon was currently a judge on that show, Jack Stewart was still not at ease.

After all, singing with the identity as a pop idol, one’s professionalism could easily be questioned.

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