Chapter 4 Conditions of Lambert

There would always be some people responded when someone made a point. "That's it. She is just pretending to be innocent." "A typical bitch, she is even not as good as her sister." A young man couldn't bear to listen to them gossiping. "Could you please stop gossiping? You will always be jealous as long as you see someone is more beautiful than you. The White family suffered such a plight, don't hit her when she is down." "On such an occasion now, you should not cause any trouble. Now that Mr. Stewart has returned to take over the entire New York. That was the Stewart in North and Williams in South. Be careful not to be the first one to be regulated." Although he didn't know who Leon was, his old man at home always told him to behave well and show enough respect for Leon. "What is the Stewart in North and Williams in South? Who knows?" A girl exclaimed in disbelief. Although New York was the largest city in the country, there was still Chicago more powerful than New York. Staring at this stubborn girl, Carl shook his head. But it was true that only a few of their successors from rich and powerful families were entitled to know such a confidential matter. When Shirley had been treated the wounds on her hand and arm, she walked outside while thinking about the six hundred thousand dollars for her grandfather's surgical expenses. Before she knew it, it had already started to drizzle. When she saw the cold and charming figure next to the luxury car in front, Shirley's expression froze and her face stiffened. She pursed her lips tightly which made her look extremely pale. In the misty rain, the tall and cold figure of the man turned, revealing his graceful and handsome appearance. He held a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke filled the hazy air. Shirley couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could feel the dull and oppressive atmosphere. Shirley showed a cold smile with a strong chill in her eyes. "Did you come to see how embarrassed I am? Or did you come to laugh at the White family?" Lambert stared at Shirley with a serene gaze. His eyes were extremely dark, like a black vortex that was capable of sucking in human souls. His slender fingers that like jade pinched the smoke in his hand, then the cigarette fell to the ground, and the sparks extinguished at once. Shirley had to admit that the man in front of her exuded a sense of grandeur and elegance in every move and gesture. But looking at the extinguished sparks, it seemed that the entanglement between her and him had already been wiped out. "If you hadn't done anything to Fiona at that time, the White family would still be fine." Lambert said in a profound and deep voice, as if he was suppressing something. Shirley's face turned even paler, then she spoke in a cold tone, "Lambert, I have said many times that I haven't done anything to Fiona. Everything has nothing to do with me, but you blamed me for everything. You got back at me, are you satisfied?" "As long as Fiona can come back to life, the White family will restore its original prosperity, and you don't need to worry about your grandfather's health." A mocking curve appeared at the corners of her mouth. Fiona had already died, and it was a miracle for her to be able to come back. "Lambert, I hope you won't regret it in the future." Shirley turned around to leave. She walked step by step in the rain, feeling her whole heart desolate and bitter. Lambert was from the most powerful and influential family in the entire country that held a crucial position in the country. As long as he ordered, there would be no one dared to lend a helping hand to the White family. But what should she do with her grandfather's surgical expenses? Even Harold wanted to get rid of their relationship and even married the Morris family. At the turn, a car stopped beside Shirley all of a sudden, and the window was rolled down. "Miss White, it's raining, I'll give you a ride." In the driver's seat was Jacob, the person who had just wrapped her hand. Shirley grabbed her coat and shook her head, to reject, "Thanks, but I can just go ahead and take the bus." "Miss White, just get in the car. If you don't, Mr. Stewart would punish me for not being able to handle things properly."