Chapter 93
The family distribution in Janivielle was broad, with the Hawley family at the top of aristocracy.
Below them are four major families; the Dawsons, the Wilsons, the Yateses, and the Hansons.
These families were true noble aristocrats. They kept each other in check, and the relationships between them weren’t really good.
However, the rich kids of these families gathered and partied without much reason now and then.
Zack had gone to several parties hosted by Aaden, the eldest son of the Wilson family, so they
y were somewhat acquainted.
“I asked him.” Zack said, “He said he doesn’t know her.”
Aaden’s exact words were, “How could our Wilson family be connected to a wild girl from the slums?”
Julius narrowed his eyes slightly. “Who changed the investment?”
“Anden said he only found out afterward, Zack’s brow furrowed as he spoke, “He said his grandfather did it out of boredom, just for fun.”
drop in the ac
ocean to the Wilson family.
sixty million dollars was just a d
But his grandfather, Elliott Wilson, was a master of painting, who was also the Vice President of the Painting Association!
He had vast knowledge and profound culture, known as a contemporary great scholar.
He spent all his time immersed in books and paintings, never handling the family business
anymore.
Julies thought, ‘Why would he suddenly be so bored that he decided to invest in a TV show?
It’s extremely different, like comparing apples and oranges
Julius fixed his gaze on the water’s surface, his eyes as deep as an abyss. “Does Elliott have any apprentices?”
“There are a few, but none are direct apprentices. “Mr. Wilson was a figure mentioned in students textbooks, with very high standards.
In his lifetime, he only accepted three honorary apprentices.
“However, I recall Aaden mentioning once…” Zack remembered and said, “I think it was about four years ago. His grandpa admired someone so much that he humbled himself and reached out three times to ask them to become his apprentice and carry on his legacy. But each time, he was flatly refused.”
This story did get out, but no one believed it.
Julius narrowed his eyes
Zack scrutinized his expression, his eyes slightly widered. “You don’t suppose that person could be Quiana, do you?”
Julius looked down. “Her records are all fake, loo
He thought, ‘That does explain why Mr. Wilson would invest.”
However, Zack frowned and said, “If it really was Quiana, why would she still be living in a slym all these years?”
He thought that didn’t make sense.
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The topic switched too quickly. Surprised for a moment, Zack shook his head, “Not yet”
His shout sent the fish in the pond into a frenzy.
Julius gave a sharp planice over. His eyes were as cold as a deep pool, his gaze as sharp as a blade, and intensely piercing
Nolan froze, feeling a chill down his neck and whispered, “Quiana went to the talent show audition
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