Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 155

"Settle this matter right away." Jeff scolded.

After Jeff left, Lambert sat on the sofa and stared at Jeff's figure pensively.

Since he was a child, he was called a bastard and was treated with disdain.

Later, he moved to the Old Residence and lived with Jeff.

At an early age, he had learned to observe what was said and what was going on.

Lambert knew that his grandpa engaged in phrase-mongering at that time, so he tried to learn painting. He had been studying very hard and achieved moderate success, so he was deeply in grandpa's favor.

But Oliver had been running counter to the Williams family since he was a child and never took them seriously.

Even when Oliver was physically disabled, he was still called back to be the president of the Williams Group. However, as the eldest grandson of the Williams Group, Lambert, was never considered as the heir of the Williams Group.

This time, as soon as something happened to Oliver, he could tell that his grandpa was nervous.

Although he always scolded Oliver in front of them for being disrespectful and unworthy, he still loved Oliver the most at the critical moment.

In the end, he was considered a mistress' child who was not perfectly justifiable.

Thinking of this, Lambert smiled coldly.

At this moment, he heard someone knock on the door.

Lambert thought Jeff was back, so he stood up and opened the door.

When he opened the door, he was surprised to see Jessica.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

"I have something to ask you for help."

"Just call me if you need anything. You don't have to come here especially. You haven't been in good health. You should be at home to recuperate."

Jessica was stunned. How could brother know that she had been unwell? She had only been in a car accident before and only hurt her brain, but her limbs were fine.

Looking up, she saw a set of four paintings of plum blossoms, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum hanging on the wall.

It looked familiar, and the technique of painting was similar to her usual habits.

The last time she came here, she didn't notice it. She didn't know when it hung up.

"Brother, did you draw the painting on the wall yourself?" Jessica asked.

Lambert probably understood what she was thinking and said, "This was drawn by a good friend of mine in the past."

"I think these paintings are delicate. They look like a woman's paintings, but the picture effect is not very mature. I don't know if I have offended your friend by saying that."

He smiled and said, "Your eyes are sharp."

Temporarily focusing on the painting on the wall, Jessica returned to the original topic.

"I came to see you because I saw the news about Oliver on the Internet. You're his brother. I hope you can help him."

"How do you want me to help?"

"I don't know exactly what happened to Oliver, but I don't want anything bad to happen to him before he comes back," Jessica said worriedly.

"So, no matter what Oliver did, you can forgive him?"

Jessica nodded firmly.

She believed him. No matter what happened, she was willing to share it with him.

Just like the oath they made in front of the priest.

"I'm afraid you'll regret it," Lambert said.