Reborn Wife

Chapter 62 

Leonard was adamant about not taking her with him.

"Alright, I will take you there,’ he replied softly after hearing Maggie's last sentence.

"But you have to swear that you will not make grandfather upset."

"Do not worry, Brother, I am not going to hurt you." Maggie gave a lovely grin.

She will not, of course.

Because she wanted Olivia's reputation to suffer during the banquet.

‘Let everyone see how shameless admiring the Olivia is!’ she thought to herself.

Just the thought of that was thrilling and exciting for her. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Maggie lowered her head, hoping her brother would not notice the plotting and loathing in her eyes.

The Tubman Clan's birthday feast was scheduled at the largest hotel in LC City on the day of the birthday banquet.

The whole building's rooms, as well as the banquet space, had been reserved.

It was eight o'clock at night.

One by one, vehicles arrived at the hotel.

The hotel's parking space was filled by all kinds of expensive vehicles, and the visitors who exited were all powerful individuals in LC City.

Those who entered the hall were immediately welcomed by the delightful sound of music that filled the air.

A huge gathering of business tycoons came to talk and joke around.

"Boss, where are we heading?" the driver inquired, as he would do all the time when Bruce entered the limousine on the other side of the building.

He owned a number of estates, and his resting location remained unknown.

He had gone back to his old mansion every now and then.

He would ask the driver a question if he was unsure.

The special assistant on the side whispered before Bruce could say anything, "It is Elliot Tubman’'s birthday today, boss.Are you planning on attending?"

"Huh?" Bruce said.

Bruce gave the special assistant a sidelong glance.

When he stated that, he remembered that he had previously gotten the news and had even requested for his people to prepare a large present for him.

He had been so preoccupied the past several days that he had completely forgotten about it.

"Okay, I will go there." Bruce assured.

"What was the outcome of the investigation that I requested you to do this morning?" Bruce scratched his brows after he finished speaking.

The assistant quickly responded, "Donald Peterson, whose whereabouts you ordered me to look into, is dead.

He was allegedly tied up in a vehicle and burnt to death with gasoline, according to our sources.

No one has discovered his remains yet since he is in a very distant location.

Bruce gave a quiet giggle and nodded.

He thought to himself, ‘Little girl's heart is extremely cruel’

As he sat in the first row, the corner of Special Assistant's lips twitched, and he had a weird expression on his face.

They did not sense any hatred in what their boss said, but rather, he wondered why he felt positive about what happened.

However, even if he wanted to say what he felt, he would not dare to do so..

Bruce Tucker was on his way to the dinner location in no time.

The banquet had already started at this point when Olivia came in, so she was met with a barrage of admiring stares.

Everyone could not take their gaze away and secretly admired her.

Someone once quipped that all of LC City's affluent families were regarded in a scale of attractiveness, with Langston Clements’ daughter Olivia coming in number one.

Some individuals thought she was not deserving of the title.

After all, this young lady's opinion of style was less than favorable.

It was once claimed that if a person's beauty lacked intellect, they have nothing but just a pretty face; a mere decoration.

However, they noticed that Olivia had developed distinct gorgeous figures since her first appearance, and her attitude was exceptional.

She was dressed in crimson red gown with a sling, her figure glowed with defined collarbones, beautiful hair, and pearly white skin.

The sultry clavicle was flaunted, seeming alluring.

She gently moved over with her slim, straight legs under a fantastic light, delicately showing her beautiful figure.

Especially that beautiful and moving face, which was faultless making everyone envious.

She remained calm and cool in the face of so many people staring at her, the regal yet laidback form in her entire body did not lessen by half.

"You say this person was nothing but a pretty face?" everyone remarked, looking at one another.

Even if she was just a vase for some, her presence had a distinct personality.

"Langston Clements is really fortunate to have such a lovely daughter.If he brings her out, her pretty face will gain attention like a celebrity!" says someone.

Langston was delighted with himself, as one would expect.

‘‘That's my daughter!’’ he said to himself.With such a lovely kid, he could not help but bring her out to the world with him. The others, on the other hand, could not possibly be envious of him.

"Olivia, hurry up and let Grandpa take a look!" said the Tubman Clan’s old grandson, who was sitting on the higher seat.

Olivia took a step forward.

This year marked Elliott's seventieth birthday.

He appeared to be in high spirits, and his face became even more kind as he smiled.

People found it quite easy to approach him.

"I wish Grandpa Tubman a blessing as big as the ocean and a lifespan similar to the ancient mountains” Olivia faithfully wished on his birthday.

She put a surname in front of her grandfather's name, making her appear more foreign.

Ellian and his wife gave each other a sidelong glance.

Olivia had been content with her seniority for a long time.

Even though she was aware that Ramona Frankel was dressed in a red gown, Elliott's words revealed that she was still considering calling off the wedding.

She desired to put the relationship behind her.

The couple knew, but Elliott could not have been unaware.

"You will be a part of this family sooner or later, so please do not call me Grandpa so strangely, Olivia!"

Olivia answered, with a smile, "That is correct, right? You will always be Grandpa Elliott in my heart, though."

Ellian and his wife felt their hearts jump out with the words Olivia uttered.

Olivia had always ingeniously resolved her status as the Tubman Clan’s granddaughter-in-law, regardless of how Elliott recognized it.

In a nutshell, she meant that this marriage needed to be retreated, and even if it did not, it is still needed to be withdrawn.

Elliott let out a sigh of relief.

He wanted to say anything else, but a meek and obedient voice eventually intruded, "Allow me to greet you on your birthday, Grandpa.I wish you the best of luck, and may you live as long as the skies!"

It was Maggie.

She stood respectfully while also wearing a red gown, trying to bring wisdom, charity, tenderness and kindness with her.

Unfortunately, his attitude was not as terrible as Olivia's.

Mrs.Tubman scowled as she saw Maggie appear, "Did you bring her here, Leonard?"

‘What was the objective of bringing her here on this particular day?’ Olivia wondered.

Elliott's face was also a little unpleasant.

Today, though, there were far too many visitors for anyone to make fun of them.

Not to mention the fact that Maggie missed the cheerful individual.

She meekly smiled at her.

She could not just evict her.

Elliott fixed his gaze on his grandson without a trace of resentment.

Olivia politely curled her lips and walked away.

Mrs.Tubman was completely powerless.

"Go meet the guests,'' she could only tell her son.

"Alright."

Leonard said as he prepared to go with a nod to his grandfather.

Maggie, on the other hand, took Leonard's arm in hers and prepared to walk with him.

He was going out with her tonight.

The old man, on the other hand, said, "You stay here!"

The three words were said in an emphatic tone.

Maggie felt betrayed, but she could only let go of Leonard's hand unwillingly.

Leonard had not given it much thought before he brought her here, but now he wished he had not.

His brows wrinkled even more firmly as his eyes traveled over the thin figure on the field and saw so many gorgeous gazes falling over her.