On the wide road, a Bentley attracted many people's attention, but Xaria did not seem to care. She instructed her driver, “Drive faster. I don’t like seeing these poor people here.”
An awkward expression flashed across the driver's face as he quickly sped up. No one else in the capital could rival the wealth of the Richard family. In Xaria’s eyes, everyone else was poor.
Xaria fiddled with the phone in her hand. It was the day that the b*tch would sign the divorce papers. No matter what, she could not let her get her hands on Shawn’s shares.
"Are you sure that poor... Vivian lives in the villa here?"
"Madam, yes, I am sure. Ever since she and the boy came back to the country, Master Richard housed them there.”
"That boy is the grandson of the Richard family!”
Xaria glared at the driver with dissatisfaction. Vivian was really lucky. With her lowly background, she would have never been able to join the Richard family. But she had Shawn’s son. What mattered now was that Joye was trying to get hold of the Richard Group’s shares, otherwise, Vivian would never have been able to marry into the Richard family.
"Hurry up. If I’m late because of you, you can leave the Richard family!”
"Yes, madam."
When the driver heard that he might lose his job, he drove faster and soon stopped outside a villa.
Xaria was in no hurry to get out of the car. She gave the driver a look, and the driver immediately got out of the car and rang the doorbell.
"Shawn, you're back?"
Vivian asked while happily pushing the door open. When she saw that the person standing at the door was not Shawn, her smile disappeared. “Who are you?” she asked.
"Miss Vivan Hilary, I am the driver of the Richard family. Madam wants to see you.”
A hint of surprise flashed across Vivian's face. She nervously tugged on her clothes and followed the driver toward the car.
Xaria saw Vivian’s reaction earlier and smiled arrogantly. Poor people were undoubtedly poor. Just by looking at her behavior, she could tell that Vivian was lowly. But this was good because Vivan would be easier to handle than Joye. Once Vivan and her son were accepted into the Richard family, it would be easier to push her around.
“Madam, Miss Hilary is here.”
When the car door opened, Vivian looked at Xaria and shifted her gaze away. She just stood at the door of the car and did not move, emotionless. Xaria snorted coldly and said, “What are you doing, just standing there? Get in.”
"Yes." Only then did Vivian sit in the car, but she did not move at all.
"I’m here to see you today because I want to give you a chance. I know what happened between you and Shawn, that you have a son with him who is already three years old. People like you will not be allowed to enter the Richard family, but since you already have a son, I will not be so heartless.”
Xaria said arrogantly, “As long as you listen to me, I will allow you and your son to be part of the Richard family.”
Vivian seemed frightened and had nowhere to place her hands. “Aunty, I brought Dalton back not because I want to use him to get close to Shawn. It’s just that out there, Dalton is considered a b*stard, and I don’t want him to get bullied, that’s why…
"A b*stard! How dare they bully a grandson of the Richard family!”
Xaria had always been protective of what was hers. When she heard that her grandson was being bullied, her expression changed.
There was a flash of emotion in the corner of Vivian's eyes. She lowered her head and said softly, “I know that you don’t like me, and I don’t expect you to accept me. But the reason that I came back this time is to show my son that he has a father, a grandmother, and a grandfather as well.”
Hearing the word “grandmother,” Xaria’s expression calmed down. There was even a look of anticipation in her eyes. She wanted to hear Dalton call her that.
"You said that his name is Dalton?”
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