Chapter 50 Godfather
Olive looked back at North with a guilty conscience.
“I didn’t think of nothing.”
North’s eyes showed a bit of playfulness.
“It’s written all over your face.”
Olive hesitated and couldn’t argue further. She lowered her head and picked out the belt.
“North, I have to buy a gift for grandma too.”
“Okay, what does the old lady like?”
“Dolls.”
North nodded,
“Then let’s buy her Barbie dolls. Grandma will definitely like it.”
Olive agreed.
“Okay.”
The manager at the store who stood nearby was confused that she wanted gifting an old lady a doll.
***
Olive stayed in New York for two more days, and the issue of the scandal had subsided.
She received a news that Patrick and Monica’s wedding anniversary was coming soon, and they had planned to celebrate it.
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Olive wasn’t moved a bit. She thought that the scandal had already ruined Patrick’s reputation. And he was probably waiting for an opportunity to strangle Monica to death.
But not only did he not punish Monica, he went on to throw a party. That really was
interesting.
North handed a document to her,
“Olive, I found out that their wedding anniversary is going to witness an important guest,
Aiden Aaron, Monica’s godfather.
Olive flipped through the documents in her hand.
North stated,
“This man is a big capitalist in the entertainment industry. He has contributed to Monica becoming an actress. Moreover, Aiden Aaron is into the buisness of medical importation and exportation. He’s been low key though.” She paused to take a breath.
“Little wonder why we didn’t have any clues for so long. This man had a deep background and eats both ways. Moreover, he has a very powerful wife. The wife’s family is very
snobby.”
“The recent scandals has badly ruined Monica’s connections in the Industry. In order to prevent herself from being neglected, she can only fall back to her godfather.”
Olive nodded slowly. Since her return from the orphanage, she had been waiting for the day when Monica’s foundation will be destroyed and her fierceness would be revealed.
“Although my dad loves a good reputation, but he loves money more. He doesn’t mind having a bad reputation as long as he’s rich. The company’s financial shortage hadn’t still been resolved. My father urgently needs a capital injection.”
North took a sip from her juice and said,
I heard that Mrs. Aaron specializes in seducing her husband. Why don’t I think of a way to participate?”
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Olive’s eyes brightened,
That’s exactly what I want.”
Olive put the documents on the table and stood up.
“North, I’m going back. I have to participate in this wedding anniversary. By the way, when are you returning back to work?”
North leaned lazily by the door, her brown curly hair entangled in the evening breeze. She
muttered,
“Soon.”
***
Patrick’s and Monica’s wedding anniversary was held as scheduled, the wealthy buisness
men and women from LA still turned up.
Recently, Monica had been defeated numerous times. She dressed up today gorgeously, she was a bit unwilling to admit to defeat.
She invited her godfather just to prove to the world how unscathed, indestructible and
cruel she was.
“Mrs. Christian, your dress is so beautiful. Where did you buy it from?” Monica showed a perfect and elegant smile as she socialized.
Mrs. Christian was chatting with some rich wives. When Monica suddenly joined them, Mrs. Christian spoke for some seconds and quickly left with the other women.
Monica froze. She could already feel that the rich wives were isolating her, and they were also talking about the pornographic photo.
She had tried her best to cover up the scandal and use her anniversary to show her prestige, but some things could really not slid.
“Mom.” Gabriella stomped angrily towards her,
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“Mom, why are the girls who did play with me, suddenly start ignoring me?”
Monica’s expression turned cold. Not only had she been excluded from the socialite circle,
Gabriella also suffered same.
Patrick arrived. He went to Monica and asked in a low voice,
“Monica, why isn’t godfather here yet? Hart’s medical needs urgent funding. When your
godfather arrives, let him solve our financial problems.”
Monica was already in a bad mood, but now she got even more infuriated. She glared at
Patrick,
“Injection of capital, that’s all you’re concerned about, you don’t care about your wife and daughter at all!”
“What do you mean? Originally, Derrick had agreed to funding us, but you and I know that he needed to engage Gabriella’s first, but what happened at the engagement party?” You two are useless, you’ve done nothing to solve the financial problem. Now you dare to speak to me. Guess who cleaned up your social media mess?” Patrick spoke angrily.
Monica was pissed off and wanted bantering words with him. But she suddenly heard a
voice behind her.
“Aunt, what are you and dad arguing about?”
Monica quickly turned around and saw Olive. Olive hadn’t shown her face since the
incident.
Monica’s lips twitched as she quickly laughed.
“Olive, you’re here. You heard me wrong. You father and I aren’t quarreling.”
Olive walked over to Patrick’s side and said calmly,
“Dad, let the past go. Don’t blame Ma, in the future, I’ll try to not go home as much as
possible.
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After the media conference that Patrick had disowned Olive, Olive appeared in the public’s feye again as delicate and beautiful as ever.
“Ate. Hart, Olive had been raised so we’ll. You really have birthed a good daughter.” One of
the socialites uttered.
Patrick could only smile awkwardly.
“Olive, I’ve wronged you. This is still your home, come back whenever you wish. If anyone dares to humiliate you again, Dad will teach them a lesson.”
Monica’s face clouded in embarrassment. As soon as Olive appeared in the room, she Stomped on her. How could she not hate her?
Someone muttered in the crowd,
“Mr. Aaron, you’re finally here!”
Aiden Aaron turned up.
Monica walked forward proudly. She took Mr. Aaron’s arm and sweetlycalled out,
“Godfather…”
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