Chapter 82 First Met Lorenz

The smug smile froze on Beck's face when he heard that. There were a few onlookers around, and one laughed out loud. His face was aflame with embarrassment.

Jane gave the laughing man a hard look, then he had a cough and took off in a hurry.

Although she was dissatisfied with Beck, they were in the same boat.

She sneered and said, "Our family has always been honest. We will pay you in a few days. Mr. Smith, you are being aggressive. That isn't very chivalrous of you to collect debts at the Green family's banquet."

Before Alston could speak, the rage was coming off Cynthia. Standing in front of the tall Alston, she looked

small, showing a protective posture. "Mrs. Miller, what you owe, you owe. We just told the truth. Are you already getting annoyed?"

Before Jane said anything, Cynthia got ahead of her and gave a cold sneer. "What's more, we were walking, and it was Beck who came over to make provocative words. Alston only said one word but you scolded him that he had no manners. You are making double standards. That's shameless."

Cynthia was dressed maturely, but she had exquisite and young facial features, with full of spark in her eyes. Beck had been a little dazed looking at her extremely similar appearance to Lynn, but his face suddenly darkened when he heard that. He shouted angrily. "Cynthia Miller, do you still remember I am your father? You also come from the Miller family."

Cynthia lowered her head and smiled lightly. "When I married into the Smith family for Cherry, I already broke away from the Miller family. Don't compare me with your family. It is disgusting."

"You ungrateful kid!" Beck pointed at her nose, his face turning blue with anger.

Alston stepped forward, hugged Cynthia in his arms, and coldly waved Beck's arms away. "Don't hold that attitude in front of us. You are not qualified yet."

Beck took two steps back and was supported by Jane and Cherry to get a firm stance. The three of them were furious, but seeing the coldness of Alston, no one dared to speak for a while.

Looking at them being angry but dare not to speak, Alston said in a cold voice. "We took pity on you and gave you a few days to collect money. Since you said that I have no demeanor, I can't be blamed by you for

nothing. I hope you will come to Smith Group at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning with liquidated damages, or we

will meet in court."

Beck suddenly panicked when he heard that. His heartbeat was irregular because of too many emotions. He held his chest and finally regretted that he should not have provoked Alston just then. How could he forget that Alston never suffered losses?

He had no choice but to ask Clare for help.

While several people were blocking the door, someone came from behind.

Lucien's clear voice came. "Hey, why don't you come in. The wind is so strong outside. Isn't it cold?"

Cynthia turned her head and saw Lucien and Alice coming together.

Lucien was wearing a light-colored suit, and he looked warm and gentle. Alice was as beautiful as a flower

wearing a red dress. It was an excellent match.

"You are here too." Cynthia greeted them with a smile.

Alice looked at Alston and Cynthia, and then looked at the Miller family who looked unhappy. She chuckled

lightly. "What are you talking about? Did I miss anything?"

"It's nothing. We just met some nuts."

After Cynthia finished speaking, Cherry rushed out suddenly and said out loud. "Cynthia, you have left us no choice. Why are you still aggressive? Don't go too far!"

Alice looked at her, and it took her a long time to recognize that she was Cherry.

Cherry had worked hard to overwhelm Cynthia, so she chose a pink and purple dress with a complicated design. It was big with flowers of the same color. It was dreamy and beautiful if you looked at it alone or

on

the show.

But Cherry had heavy features. No matter how she put on her makeup, she looked gaudy, and she wore too much makeup. She neither looked pretty nor attractive.

Rage twisted her features. She was not beautiful at all.

Alice couldn't help laughing. "Hey, Cherry. Did you buy your dress at suburban or rent it from a photo studio?"

Cynthia didn't get a look at the dress. And she couldn't help laughing after hearing that.

Cherry felt that everyone present was looking at her, but she was not as pretty as she had imagined. She felt everyone was laughing at her, especially Alston, whom she liked, who was standing beside her. Immediately, she felt deeply humiliated, gripping the hem of the skirt tightly, and the soft fabric was

crumpled.

"Alice Gehry, you are going too far."

Cherry could not stay anymore, and she ran out with her skirt lifted. Jane gritted her teeth, glanced at them, and hurriedly chased after Cherry. Beck also left.

After watching the race, Alice rolled her eyes at the backs of them and then looked at Cynthia with a smile, "Let's go.

The banquet was about to start when they entered.

Alston's eyes were sharp. He saw Clare smiling and socializing in front of the crowd, and his female companion... He paused, and his eyes turned cold. It was Hulda.

Cynthia followed his gaze, frowned, and tugged at his sleeve, "Has Hulda taken refuge in Clare?!"

Alston lowered his head and whispered in her ear. "I got news that her family had spent all of her savings and forced her to marry, so she ran away. There was no news of her after that."

"She was your assistant before. Is Clare going to deal with you to hire her?" Cynthia looked at him nervously. "Does Hulda know any secrets of Smith Group..."

Alston shook his head and put his arms around her shoulders to comfort her. "Don't worry. I've always been. on guard against her, and I haven't arranged any important work for her. She hasn't participated in any of Smith Group's big projects."

Only then did Cynthia sigh with relief. She had time to check Hulda out. Hulda seemed to be having a bad time. She had lost too much weight. She was wearing a dress with a large neckline. Cynthia could see the protruding ribs under her neck.

She was holding Clare's arm with a flattering smile all over her face. When someone came to toast, she picked up the wine glass and swallowed it.

Cynthia felt a little sad for some reason seeing her that way.

"Cynthia." Alston suddenly covered her eyes, and there was a low voice in her ears. "Poor ones have their own sins. She wants too much. If she gets it with her own efforts, I will think highly of her. But it's a pity that she is vicious, which is annoying."

Cynthia nodded, with discomfort calming down a bit.

Alston put down his hands. Just as Cynthia opened her eyes, she heard a burst of applause, and the heir of the Green family came out.

He was a very handsome young man with exquisite facial features but not feminine at all. Standing there, he gave people a gentle and jade-like feeling, just like the son of a family carefully cultivated in ancient times. "He is Lorenz Green, the heir of the Green family." Alston reminded her in her ear.

Looking at his familiar facial features, Cynthia subconsciously grasped the ruby pendant on her chest. Alston stared at the young man who came down from the stage. His face became more evident as he got

closer.

With eyes suddenly deepened, he took a careful look at Lorenz, then looked at Cynthia in his arms. He was

shocked.

Why did he look like Cynthia?

He was not aware of it at first glance. He could still tell because he was too familiar with Cynthia.

He thought Hulda and Cynthia looked alike. But Hulda had lost weight, and cheeks were not as round as before. They had no resemblance at all.

But Lorenz was different. Not only they looked alike, but they had something in the common inside.

It was as if they were a family.

Lorenz Green... Lynn Green... Both were surnamed Green.

Was it possible...

An idea came to Alston's mind, and he suddenly tightened his fingers.

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