Chapter 267 Divorce Agreement
Without taking Lily's concerns to heart, Mrs. Taylor patted her hand: "Nothing, isn't there a mother?" .
Seeing that Lily wait for a while didn't respond, Mrs. Taylor stopped talking, stood up, found the landline of the old house, and dialed the telephone of Laura.
Thinking it was Grandpa Lin, Laura answered in seconds: "Grandpa?"
"It's me."
Mrs. Taylor said unceremoniously: "Laura, go to the school forum and show that what happened on the day of the art festival was a misunderstanding, or..."
Laura frowned. She took the receiver away, pulled out her ears, pressed them closer, and asked, "Are you sick?"
Mrs. Taylor was enraged: "Laura, don't toast! Otherwise, your two relatives named 'Wen' in the countryside will have a hard time."
Laura paused, in hindsight: Mrs. Taylor is threatening himself with Uncle Wen and Wen Qingye.
Her face suddenly cooled down, and her tone was cold: "If you have the courage, try them."
Say, hang up the phone directly.
"Laura, you!"
Hearing the hang-up tone, Mrs. Taylor stared at the microphone and laughed angrily.
"Come on, find out where the two surnamed Wen live, and let me know if there is any news!"
A servant came forward and said respectfully, "Yes, madam." Say that finish turn around, hurried out.
Mrs. Taylor put the receiver back in place, turned around and sat down next to Lily, holding her shoulder and asking: "Mom will take you to Morning Media later. You must be sincere and try your best to get the forgiveness of the designer, you know?"
Lily nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes."
Both of them got up at the same time and were ready to go.
However, before he could go out, Grandpa Lin came down from upstairs and handed Lily a few things: "If you take your passport and air ticket, go abroad quickly and spend a while abroad."
Lily subconsciously took the air ticket: "Grandpa? …"
Mrs. Taylor couldn't believe it. She grabbed the air ticket, looked at it again and again, and suddenly looked up. "Dad! What do you mean?!"
"Madame." The housekeeper made a noise, but his voice was respectful but cold and hard. "This is the last thing your master can do. Just take it and let Miss Da reflect abroad."
When Mrs. Taylor saw Grandpa Lin turn and enter the room, she showed an unacceptable look: "No! Still how can you go abroad alone, how old is she..."
Grandpa Lin suddenly left the room again. Mrs. Taylor was happy and thought that the appeal was expected. He rushed forward and said, "Dad, think about it again..."
Before the words were finished, Grandpa Lin stuffed the agreement taken out of the room into Mrs. Taylor's hand with a straight face. "This is what my son asked me to hand over to you. Please sign it."
Mrs. Taylor wait for a while took it and glanced at the agreement, such as being struck by lightning.
The words "divorce agreement" accentuated in bold on the paper were so dazzling that Mrs. Taylor closed his eyes and raised his voice: "Dad?!"
Grandpa Lin said lightly, "It's really unfit for you to be the mistress of the Lambert family if you teach this child like that. This is what my son means and what I mean."
Mrs. Taylor turned pale. She pinched the agreement and asked in a pitiful tone, "Can you... don't sign it?"
Grandpa Lin closed his eyes and remained silent.
There is no clearer answer than this.
The housekeeper urged softly: "Madam, you will sign it soon."
Mrs. Taylor burst into tears. She trembled and signed her name in the blank space: "… OK."