Babel Novel
Chapter 329 Morris is Completely Screwed
Chapter 329 Morris is Completely Screwed
Chapter 329 Morris is Completely Screwed
As expected, Madame Cheal was angry, and even before Vivian could finish her words, the old lady
then said, "You should hurry back to the old mansion now.”
“Oh, okay.”
Vivian instantly nodded her head and agreed.
Madame Cheal had already called Morris back to the old mansion, so she could go back now, just so
she could see what was going on and find out exactly what kind of punishment Morris was receiving.
Hanging up the phone, Vivian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat on her bed in a daze.
A short while later, Yara's phone call came in.
Vivian answered the phone, “Hello?”
"where the hell have you been today? You weren't at the old mansion of the Cheal family this morning,
so tell me honestly, what the hell did you do?”
After the call was answered, there was Yara's questioning.
Vivian pursed her lips, found an excuse and explained, "Last night | had my period, and there was no
menstrual pad at the old mansion, so | came back. Then I had cramps, so | didn't sleep all night till at
dawn. As a result, | forgot to charge my phone and it turned off automatically.”
With a perfect explanation, Vivian couldn't help but praise herself for being resourceful.
"Ugh, you should hurry up and look at Weibo hot search, something happened to Morris.” Yara
reminded.
But listening to her tone, there was still some meaning of gloating.
Vivian didnt bother to be perfunctory and said directly, "I've just watched it.”
"You watched it? Hmph, now you know. Not only is Morris a cowardly man, he actually fucking likes
men. He's basically a man of both sexes, it’s so disgusting.”
Yara couldn't help but shake her shoulders when she thought of how cold and noble Morris looked on
the outside, but he was a messy man in private, and he liked men.
Vivian rubbed her brow, never expecting that even Yara would say this about Morris, and she even had
no words to refute it.
Wanting to explain, even the words to explain were on her lips, but she finally held back.
“It's not clear what exactly is going on, maybe it's just a misunderstanding. But | can't talk to you now,
Grandma asked me to go back to the old mansion. | happen to be going to the old mansion to see
what's going on."
Not really knowing how to continue talking to Yara, she had to find an excuse to hang up the phone.
“Okay then. You hurry back and see for yourself how disgusting that shameless man Morris really is.
You're my good friend, I really advise you to stay away from him, the further away the better.”
“Well, I appreciate your kindness. Bye."
Vivian didn't want to continue talking to Yara about this matter, so she hung up the phone.
After calming down alone in her flat for a while, she changed her clothes, fixed her hair, and set off for
the old mansion.
On the way, she drove quietly, not even tuming on the music.
But because her mind kept wandering and the roads were slippery from the snow, she nearly hit the
green belt several times.
It was an hour before she arrived at the old mansion.
As soon as she arrived at the house, she saw a car with a familiar number plate parked at the
entrance.
There was another car on the other side, which belonged to Mike.
Was he back too?
While Vivian was standing there staring at the license plate number, three more cars slowly came up
behind her.
Vivian couldn't help but feel a headache.
Standing aside, she saw a few middle-aged couples with good looks coming down from the cars.
They were Morris’ Uncle Maxim, fourth unde.
Before she could greet them, she saw two more cars coming up.
it was a good thing that the area in front of the old mansion was large enough to park dozens of cars.
A few more people came down from the cars.
The iast time Vivian had come to the old mansion for a family dinner, so she had seen these people.
These old guys had a certain amount of say in the Cheal family, and each of them walked in
aggressively, directly ignoring her presence and entering the courtyard.
Because Vivian was the god granddaughter that Madame Cheal had recognized, these people did not
acknowledge Vivian at all, so they did not put her in their eyes when they saw her.
After all, a girl from the countryside would only divide the family fortune if she entered the family, so
how could they like her?
Vivian followed closely behind and followed them into the old mansion.
Only this time, instead of going to the living room, she followed them all the way.
When they reached their destination, Vivian looked up and was struck by her pace.
It turned out that the clan ancestral hall of the old mansion had been reached,
The last time Madame Cheal had recognized her as her god granddaughter, she had also come to the
clan ancestral hall to pay
her respects, so Vivian knew this place.
But she had never expected that because of this matter of Morris, all the people of the Cheal family had
been alerted and had come to the clan ancestral hall together.
It was a big deal.
“Vivian?”
Just as Vivian was standing at the entrance of the clan ancestral hall, unable to move her steps for a
long time, someone beside her walked over.
She turned around and saw that it was Mike.
“Uncle Mike, you're back too.”
Vivian gave him a far-fetched smile and greeted him.
Wearing a black tweed coat, a scarf hanging from his neck and his hands in the pockets of his trench
coat, he gazed at the dan ancestral hall, shook his head and sighed, “Alas, who knew that such a thing
would happen to Morris? Our family has always been traditional, and it is simply intolerable for the
family to have such a thing happen.”
Every word he sald was like a knife stabbing fiercely at Vivian's heart, causing her to become more and
more apprehensive.
Then she asked, “Is it that serious? [s it true or not? If it's true, what will happen?"
“I don't know. Nothing like that has ever happened to the Cheal family. But now Morris is the preferred
heir to the family and is responsible for the great task. If he really likes men, I'm only afraid that the
Cheal family won't tolerate him still sitting in the
Position of Chief Executive Officer of the Eonothem Group." From NôvelDrama.Org.
Vivian glared and her brows knitted together, “What do you mean, are you saying that he will be kicked
out of the Eonothem Group straight away?"
She had thought of many scenarios, but in no way did she expect things to be as serious as this.
Mike shrugged, “Not sure, go in first and see.”
He took a step towards the ancestral hall and Vivian followed him in.
In the large ancestral hall, there were more than twenty men and women standing.
Fortunately, the hall was more thas a bundred square metres wide, otherwise it would have been very
crowded.
Those people stood to the left and right, agg Madge Chegal stood in front of the many spirit tables,
looking angrily at Morris, who was standing in the middle of the aggestrel gall,
This was no less oppressive than the ‘Three Secretaries af Justice’.
“This is simply nonsense, misbehaving and making our family the Iaugang Btock of the city."
“Aluough Morris has some business ability, his character is really no good."
“Shame ea him for fooling around with a man in a mall dressing room!"
“Shame On you!