Chapter 923: Chapter 923 Interesting_1
Arnold Simmons let out a light laugh, his voice like a jade stone, yet it sent chills down the spine, "So what if they do, no one dares to casually discuss my people, it seems Third Granduncle has forgotten that I’m merely a bastard who doesn’t even qualify to be in the family tree, where would I get any family from?"
With those words, silence fell all around.
Indeed, they had almost forgotten that Arnold Simmons used to be nothing more than a bastard shamed by all.
The order to exclude him from the family tree was given by Old Sir Simmons himself.
Not being in the family tree meant that Arnold Simmons was not regarded as a true Simmons Family member, and any minor relative on the sidelines could humiliate him.
Back in the day, Third Granduncle’s son certainly didn’t refrain from laying hands on Arnold, but even if the elders knew, they didn’t take it seriously.
Perhaps it was the comfort of recent times that made everyone almost forget that Arnold Simmons was a madman, ruthless, unrecognizable kin, and had a heart colder than ice, showing no mercy to anyone.
This man wasn’t someone they could easily provoke.
Realizing this, Third Granduncle was so frightened his legs went weak, and he collapsed into a chair, yet no one dared to come forward and show concern.
Everyone was immersed in Arnold’s oppressive presence, too afraid to speak, except for Hannah, who dared to look up and gaze directly at the man beside her.
Self-harm never felt good, and because Hannah knew this, her heart ached at that moment.
She wanted to offer him comfort, but he was the first to take her hand and place it in his embrace; he seemed not to care about his words from a moment ago, and even found the leisure to coax her with a soft voice, "Are you still angry now?"
It was his overindulgence that made them forget who the real person in charge of the Simmons Family was.
Hannah pursed her lips, feigning deep thought, then gave him a hand gesture, "Just a little bit."
Her gaze fell on those whose eyes were filled with fear and panic, especially the so-called Third Granduncle who was the most panicked.
Just a moment ago he was strutting around arrogantly, and now his knees were knocking together, almost ready to flee.
How amusing.
Those close by understood the exchange between the two and could only offer silent condolences to Third Granduncle, who had lacked tact that day by bringing up the past.
When Arnold got tough, he truly showed no mercy.
Soon someone came over to lead Third Granduncle away, as he was losing face and still wanted to berate Arnold for disrespecting his elders.
The next second, however, he met Arnold’s deep, lake-like eyes, as if they concealed something terrifying, making anyone who looked feel a chill to the bone.
His throat felt constricted, as if choked, and he could no longer speak.
At this time, Arnold spoke indifferently again, "Last month, the company’s audit revealed quite a deficit, and I have always known Third Granduncle wanted to see his son, so why not join him this time?"
He remembered the "little bit" his dear girl spoke of, and only after this sentence did he finally feel at peace.
In one statement, he sealed Third Granduncle’s fate.
It was at this point that Third Granduncle truly became frightened, his face showing despair, as he was almost dragged away, leaving others even more anxious.
Yet hearing Arnold’s words earlier, another thought emerged in their minds.
Last month’s audit...
These four simple words meant that Arnold Simmons had never really handed over the Simmons Clan to Jimmy Simmons.
Jimmy Simmons naturally understood this too and merely scoffed lightly at it.
With Third Granduncle setting an example, no one dared to question Hannah’s status again, and some even started to flatter her instead.
The skills that had been used to flatter Arnold Simmons over the years were now fully directed at Hannah.
It wasn’t until it was almost time to discuss important matters that Hannah took the initiative to suggest she wanted to step out for a walk.
