The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 497: Check it Yourself

"What is there to think? I don’t know how much longer I can still live. I just want to see you takeover Angel Hotel when I can still open my eyes, so that I can die contentedly,” Norton said heavily.Lory had a gloomy expression on sitting beside him. What could we do with wealth in this life?Money could buy a lot of things, but it couldn't buy health.

“Father, what are you talking about? Look at you making mother sad again. You have to believe thatyou and mother will live a long life. I've just found you, but you're not allowed to say such damnedwords. I still want to be filial to you for a few years. Mother, don't listen to father. Doctor has saidthat father's body is recovering well. I still want you to look at your daughter replaces a boyfriend andgets married, giving you a grandchild too.”

Susan was a very soothing person and she was able to coax the old couple with a few words.

If those hidden purposes were eliminated, Olive really felt that it was a good thing to let Susan bethe daughter of the Geve.

Their daughter was their heart disease now.

Alan studied all the subtle changes in Olive's expression. He silently put a food in her bowl andlaughed with the most natural tone, “Ms. Susan, I heard that you're a top student of the prestigiousStanford University. With your ability, it would be a waste not to come back and take over yourfamily business.”

“That's right. It's much better to be a boss yourself. You don't have to look at those foreigners whileeating,” Norton echoed, but he also understood Alan's meaning. He wanted to kidnap Olive earlierto his own company.

Susan smiled helplessly and sighed, “You know how to talk, Alan. It seems that this dinner isspecially arranged by my father to persuade me. Give me a week to think about it. Seven days later,I'll give my answer.”

Refused when she was welcomed, advanced after she retreated, Olive thought. This one namedSusan was a good player.

Norton bargained, “Seven days are too long. Just three days. Three days later is our weddinganniversary. I've arranged a banquet and there will be reporters from several media companies.With this opportunity, I want to formally introduce you to everyone and declare you're the legalheiress of Angel Holiday Hotel.”

Susan wanted to say something, but Lory, who had been silent, took one of her hands and said,“Just listen to your father. Actually, whether you take over the hotel now or not, it'll be yours sooneror later. Your dad's will has been made long ago. The Angel Hotel is his legacy to you.”

On the way back, Olive sat silently without a word, looking out the car window thoughtfully.

Alan pulled her distracted head to his shoulders, “What are you thinking?”

“I'm thinking if I worried too much?”

“It's easy. You just replace a way to get her piece of hair for me. I'll replace someone to test the DNA againand the truth will become clear.”

Olive suddenly slapped her forehead and said, “Why didn't I think of that? So stupid.”

It was a vain for her to usually watch so many soap operas with her mother. This was a bad cliché ina plot.

“Your head sometimes don't feel good too,” Alan laughed at her.

Olive pinched him. It wasn't that she didn't feel good, but she was thinking about something else.This matter had been in her mind for several months.

She had been hesitating. Perhaps it was time to make a decision.

"Honey, if one day, you replace out that I've hidden a very important thing from you, will you be angryat me?”

Alan turned his head and stared at her deeply. Was his baby finally ready to confess?

He smiled and said, “There's a lot of thing you've been hiding from me. Like that time when I firstarrived in Luo City, and the past few days in Jiangcheng when you and my mother had anagreement in private. You don't even tell me an inkling of it. If I want to be angry at you, I'll bedoing that earlier.”

“Then, if one day I do something a little too much, you won't be angry, right?” However, it seemedthat her matter wasn't a small matter. She was really afraid that he would scold her.

For example, the agreement she reached with Mrs. Hoyle had something to do with him. She didn'tknow whether he would run away when he found out one day. Actually, looking at his crazy self, ithad to be interesting. And she was sure that he would like her little plan. But she was worried thathe would like it better than her.

"Say it. Honestly. What did you do behind my back?” He might have guessed some things, but hewasn't too sure. He didn't want to investigate behind her bag. There had to be a reason for her torefuse to say it.

Olive pursed her lips, “What kind of tone is that? It's like I have done something shameful. I don'tsteal, kill, and set fire. There's nothing for me to tell you.”

"Hm?"

“Don’t you have supernatural power? Check it by yourself. Occasionally, I can give you some tips.But, you don't have the benefit tonight. You can slowly figure it out.”

“Testing your husband's patience, huh?”

Olive rolled her eyes. “This is to train your imagination.”

Alan laughed, “Aren't you afraid you'll damage my brain?”

“That's okay. I can fix it for you,” Olive said while making gesture with her hands.

“Naughty,” Alan said helplessly. His baby still refused to tell him, so let her be. He would knowsooner or later.

As soon as they entered home, they saw Annie lying on her grandma's lap, listening to her grandpatelling story about Investiture of the Gods.

Today, he had talked about Daji's transformation into fox spirit, confusing the king to ignore thegovernment, seeking pleasure and was cruel.

But Annie had her own opinion. Her small hand touched her chin and her small brows werefurrowed on her face.

“That's not right, grandpa. How is beauty the source of trouble? At that time, women had low statusand had no right. How could she destroy a dynasty? The demise of Shang Dynasty wasn't becauseof Daji at all. It's King Zhou's incompetence. Why do women have to be charged for men’s mistake?So unfair. He was the one who couldn't stand the temptation of beauty, but he described women asvixens who harmed the country and the people. That's simply him making excuses for his stupidityto justify his irresponsibility.”

Olive had taken a shower and walked out of the bathroom, wiping her long wet hair with a towel."Annie, it's time to go to bed. You have school tomorrow.”

“I want to sleep with grandpa and grandma tonight.”

“Then you may not make a fuss at night to disturb them.”

“l know. When do I not behave?”

“Brat.” Olive squeezed her daughter's face and said goodnight to her parents, then returned to herroom with Alan.

The next day, Mrs. Steele dragged a small trailer and strolled around the market by herself, filling itup full. Her job now was to take good care of her family’s stomachs.

A familiar neighbor in her complex greeted, “Are you shopping, Mrs. Steele?”

Mrs. Steele smiled, “Yes. Today's shrimps are fresh, alive and kicking.”

The neighbor smiled and looked at her basket, “You're shopping for your son-in-law, huh? You andMr. Steele must be so happy now. Your daughter has found a good husband who is hard to replace inthis world already. You've really made all of us envious.”

Mrs. Steele replied, “There's no such thing. You've had a good daughter-in-law too who gives you achubby grandson and is filial to you like her own mother. Your daughter-in-law is good too.”“That's true. My youngest daughter-in-law compared with my eldest, they're so different like the skyand ground. They're incomparable. My eldest daughter-in-law likes to eat but lazy to cook. We'vekindly cooked for her and she could say it isn't delicious. Ugh, it seems like I owe her in my previouslife.” The neighbor had mixed feelings when it came to her two daughter-in-laws.

Mrs. Steele said, “Didn't Eric ask you to move in with them? Then go there. You can live peacefullythere when you're old.”

The neighbor sighed, “I'm afraid if I'm going to live with them. Elders’ habits are different fromyoungsters. I love to nag and am afraid they can't stand it and ruin our good relationship.”

"Eric isn't that kind of person, so don’t worry about that. I have to go back and cook this shrimpswhile they're still fresh. I'm going first now. Come to my house when you have the time.”

It was a never ending conversation between two elders. Mrs. Steele hurriedly said goodbye andreturned to home. The moment she opened the door, she saw Alan, who had already left in themorning, had returned and was sitting in the living room.

The TV was on, but his eyes were on the pages on the table.

“Huh? Are you not going to work?”

“I came back to get some information.”

Mrs. Steele changed her shoes, put the trailer next to the shoe rack close to the entrance, carried abasket of groceries into the kitchen, and walked out again wearing an apron. She accidentally sawhis photos resting on the table and didn't care much, just subconsciously asking, “When did youtake out Olives photo of her jade pendant?”