"Ava, you venomous woman! It's because you brought back Alessia that my son ended up with a crippled leg. I've put in so much effort, and instead of reaping rewards, I've caused myself trouble. You're really capable. I'll compete with you."
Ava looked at Margaret without dodging and instead confronted her, engaging in a physical struggle.
At this point, she wasn't afraid to confront her openly.
Ava said, "Margaret, what are you accusing me of? Whose fault is it if you didn't raise your son properly? My friend saw Nolan return to the country yesterday, I don't know what trouble he's brewing this time. Don't end up losing his life."
"What did you say? Nolan returned to the country?" Margaret stopped her actions nervously upon hearing this, forgetting about the scratches on her face caused by Ava.
Margaret released her grip first, and after Ava had vented her anger, she showed no intention of continuing the confrontation. Ava said, "What's the use of asking me? If you want to know, call and ask yourself."
Upon hearing this, Margaret nervously picked up her phone and walked to the side.
Downstairs, Alessia and the others left the main house. Most of the people attending the banquet in the garden had already dispersed, leaving only the servants cleaning up the area.
When she saw Alessia and the others, Jessie greeted them with concern, "Sia, are you okay?"
Alessia shook her head, and Bianca smiled and patted Jessie's shoulder, saying joyfully, "Congratulations, Jessie, you've finally turned the tables."
Jessie blinked, looking confused.
Bianca said, "You'll find out soon, General Manager Ramirez."
"General Manager Ramirez?" Jessie was still digesting the meaning when a man and a woman walked in. The woman was wearing a smart black suit, and she had short hair that reached her collarbone.
Her appearance was above average, and the first impression she gave was that of a capable career woman.
Jessie recognized this person. She was Tiffany Olsen, the eldest daughter of the Olsen family. After studying abroad for five years, mainly focusing on medicine, she unexpectedly returned to the country.
The man on her right was also dressed in a black suit. He had a handsome face, and although he usually had a cold expression, there was now a hint of gentleness, obviously brought about by the woman by his side.
The man was Dominic.
After confirming the identities of the newcomers, Jessie subconsciously looked at Alessia.
Alessia's expression was calm, with no sign of anything unusual on her face.
Bianca walked up to Tiffany and greeted her warmly, "Tiff, when did you come back? I didn't hear anything about it."
It seemed that Bianca had a good relationship with Tiffany.
Tiffany reached out and tucked the strands of hair on both sides of Bianca's cheeks behind her ears, smiling as she replied, "It was a last-minute decision. Of course, you wouldn't have heard about it."
Saying so, she glanced at Dominic beside her. "I heard that your brother is setting up a medical laboratory and recruiting researchers. As a friend of your brother's, I had to come back to help."
"Oh, so you came back for my brother. You are really loyal." Bianca's expression froze for a moment, then she ran back and pulled Alessia in front of Tiffany.
Looking left and right, Bianca said mysteriously, "Tiffany, let me tell you secretly, this is my sister-in-law. She gave birth to three children for my brother, not just one."
Although she deliberately spoke in a mysterious tone, her voice was still audible.
Alessia felt a bit embarrassed by Bianca's words.
When she raised her eyes, she happened to meet Dominic's gaze. She pursed her lips and looked away, feeling a bit strange in her heart, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Meanwhile, Tiffany's face showed no signs of any abnormality as she pretended to scold, "Is that so? I only brought one gift, it seems I brought too few. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
After speaking, she reached out her hand to Alessia, introducing herself, "Hello, I'm Tiffany Olsen. We should have met earlier, it's all because Dom hid you too well in the past."
Hid too well?
Alessia furrowed her brows. It wasn't hiding; it was more like Dominic avoiding her.
Was this woman genuinely unaware, or was she deliberately trying to disgust her?
Alessia furrowed her brows, too lazy to argue further. She nodded at her and coldly replied, "I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving."
With that said, she turned around and left. Riley glanced at Tiffany and followed behind Alessia. Bianca also hurried to catch up.
Tiffany looked at her hand still hanging in the air, smiled and withdrew it, teasingly saying, "It seems your ex-wife doesn't like me much. Are you sure there's no problem with me joining the laboratory?"
Dominic glanced at Tiffany and said domineeringly, "This laboratory is mine, not hers. She doesn't need to like it."
Seeing Dominic's displeased expression, Tiffany smiled softly and said, "Alright, I was just joking with you, no other meaning. Let's go, we'll go see Miss Ava for treatment."
"You go up first, I won't go in," Dominic said.
"Well, since the banquet is over and the Ramirez family is facing such a situation, they probably don't want to see outsiders anymore. I didn't drive, so could you wait for me outside?" Tiffany said after thinking for a moment.
Dominic nodded, turned around, and left.
Tiffany watched his departing figure, her eyes flickering, then she walked towards Jessie.
After leaving the Ramirez family's residence, Bianca drove, Alessia sat in the passenger seat, and Riley sat in the back.
As Bianca drove, she explained to Alessia, "Sister-in-law, don't misunderstand. My brother and Tiffany don't have any relationship. They just grew up together since childhood."
Alessia hadn't spoken yet, but Riley behind her spoke up. "Grew up together since childhood means childhood sweethearts. Can you still say they have no relationship?"
Bianca didn't like Riley's words and stared at the rearview mirror, retorting unhappily. "Heh, you also grew up with my sister-in-law. Going by your logic, you and my sister-in-law also have an improper relationship."
Riley choked a bit and pushed his glasses up his nose. "My situation with Sia is different."
Bianca unconsciously tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her palms sweating. She retorted, "What's different? You two don't have a blood relationship."
Riley said, "Lack of blood relation is as good as having one. You can't be with your brother."
This time, it was Bianca who was taken aback. But instead of feeling angry, she strangely felt a sour sweetness in her heart, a feeling she had never experienced before.
She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Riley through the rearview mirror.
The old man was quite good-looking. At first glance, he didn't seem so, but the more she looked, the more she found his appearance appealing to her aesthetic sense.
Bianca tapped her fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel. If Riley could be persuaded to join her side, maybe he could help her brother and sister-in-law get together.
What method could she use to win him over?
Find a place with a good atmosphere, relax, and open up to him? Anyway, they had their regular drinks in the car.
Bianca pondered, and the car didn't head home but instead toward a bar she often frequented.
Alessia realized they were heading in the wrong direction and glanced at Bianca.
Bianca felt guilty for a moment, then justified herself, "Sister-in-law, you exposed Ava's plot today. We deserve to go to the bar for a drink to celebrate."
Alessia withdrew her gaze. She had announced her memory recovery to the media and the public today. Those who wanted to get something from her might already be making moves.
She should go out more and create more opportunities for those people. A chaotic place like a bar was just right.
Seeing Alessia didn't object, Bianca breathed a sigh of relief. She thought of something else and couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law, do you think what Ava said today is true?"
Alessia's eyes turned cold as she replied, "Half true."
"Which half?" Bianca's curiosity was piqued even more by Alessia's ambiguous answer, so she continued to inquire.
Alessia said, "Regarding her past with Gordon, and the child she had. Gordon sent her to a mental hospital, along with the rise and fall of the Ramirez family."
"Ah, then why don't you ask about your own background?" Bianca couldn't understand Alessia's thoughts.
Alessia said, "Whatever. Right now, I just want to cure Elle's fetal poison."
The stories between Ava and the Laroux family were too complicated, and she didn't want to get involved.
"Okay," Bianca respected Alessia's decision and nodded.
At this time, she didn't know what else to say. After all, she hadn't experienced it personally.
It was said that the current head of the Laroux family was very reclusive, rarely socializing, so these younger generations like them didn't know much about him.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in the parking lot outside the bar street.
As soon as Alessia and the others got out of the car, Bianca ran to the side, feeling nauseous and dry heaving uncomfortably.
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