Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Whoever it was, the Winters were in deeper trouble than they thought.
Before the cops hauled them off, Patrick got a call from the company about a tax evasion investigation. The stock price was plummeting, and people were jittery.
Soon, news of Patrick and Belinda’s hit–and–run and tax evasion became the talk of the town.
They were even rumored to be involved in illegal activities.
Shortly after, Noreen and Enid hiring a hitman also became hot news.
Online public opinion was overwhelmingly against the Winters, condemning them for their inhumanity and outrageous actions.
And all of the Winters‘ distant and close relatives, whether in politics or business, were under police investigation.
“Bella, good job!” On the phone, Kelly couldn’t help but praise when she saw this news. She had no doubt that this was Mirabella’s doing.
Mirabella, “They brought it on themselves.”
They were the daughters of the Winters family, but they personally got involved in this, even trying to get away with it would be hard.
Kelly, “Maybe they didn’t trust anyone else with this, but they didn’t consider the consequences if things went south.”
In short, they were just plain stupid.
These two trouble–making sisters, the worst in history, had dragged their entire family into the abyss.
If their ancestors could see this from heaven, they’d probably roll over in their graves and come back to life just to smack them.
“Alright, enough about that, I got a call coming in.” Mirabella glanced at the caller ID. It was from Grandpa Phillip. After hanging up with Kelly, she quickly picked up Phillip’s call. Her voice softened as she answered, “Grandpa Phillip.”
“Bella, thank God for you.” Phillip’s voice sounded old and tired, but there was still a tone of doting and affection for Mirabella.
“I heard from Romeo, you’re the one who found out all this. You’re really something way beyond your peers. I’m so glad that Romeo has a fiancée like you.”
Mirabella smiled, her eyes warmed, “You’re too kind, Grandpa Phillip.”
Phillip, “Would you be interested in helping out at McMillian Corporation? Lfirmly believe that you and Romeo would be unstoppable,”
Mirabella didn’t expect Phillip to ask her this personally: Plus, she had too much on her plate already and couldn’t manage such a big corporation,
She replied, “Grandpa Phillip, I’m still in school.”
Phillip, “McMillian Corporation will be yours and Romeo’s eventually. It would be easier for you to manage it if you get used to it now.”
Mirabella didn’t want to refuse outright but couldn’t accept either, so she simply said, “We’ll discuss this later. Remember to take the medicine I gave you last time, the one in the white bottle. You need to take one–today.”
“Alright, don’t worry. My heart has been fine today. I’ve been taking the medication you gave me on time, and my health has improved a lot.”
Phillip was rambling on the phone.
“If it weren’t for you, I’d still be fooled by that old bastard! He dared to lie to me and claim to be my son’s savior.”
Phillip got angry every time he thought about this.
Mirabella couldn’t help but chuckle. She didn’t expect Grandpa Phillip to be so adorable in private.
In front of her, Grandpa Phillip was always genuine, speaking his mind and not hiding his emotions.
Phillip, “I just didn’t expect those two girls from the Winters family to do such things behind our backs. Don’t worry, I’ve already made it clear to them, and they’ll have a hard time from now on!”
He wanted them to regret so much that they wouldn’t dare to be human in their next lives. That was what Phillip wanted.
“Thank you.” Mirabella knew that Grandpa Phillip cared for his family, but she didn’t expect him to go to such lengths.
‘Have you returned to school yet?” Phillip asked with concern.
“Yes, I’m in the dorm now.”
Phillip, “The long holiday is coming. Do you have any plans? I can take you anywhere you want!”
Mirabella smiled, “I have a competition to participate in.”
Phillip, “A competition? What kind? Can I come and watch?”
No matter what competition it was, he and his wife would support her with all their might!!
“What kind of competition is it?” Phillip asked.
Mirabella, “It’s a fashion design competition.”
Phillip, “Oh, right, you’re really good in that area. So, what’s your contestant number? My wife and I will come to the site and vote for you.”
Mirabella’s smile deepened, “I’m a judge.”
Upon hearing this, Phillip was stunned. It took him a moment to recover.
Judge?
Bella wasn’t a contestant but a judge.
As far as he knew, there was indeed a major international fashion design competition coming up, If Bella was attending such a grand event as a judge.
That meant Bella’s professional level surpassed so many people.
Phillip, “Man, I was so short–sighted.”
He didn’t expect Bella to be one of the judges, and he was over the moon, “Alright, we’ll find a time to hang out after you’re done.”
“Okay,” Mirabella said gently, “Don’t forget to take your medicine.”
Phillip, “Got it, no problem, I’m about to take it right now.”
A few days later, the International Fashion Design Competition was held in Dawnstar.
As soon as Molly stepped into the art gallery, she was jostled hard on the shoulder.
“Molly? The top of Solterra?”
The one who bumped into her was a blonde foreign girl, looking young and full of energy. She looked at Molly with contempt, even flipping her thumb down, saying in Solterra’s language, “Trash.”
Molly was speechless, “Who are you calling trash?”
The girl, “You and your country are all trash.”
Hearing this provocative statement, Molly was about to flare up when a girl’s voice sounded coldly, “Is this the kind of disgrace M Country’s education system churns out? Is this the quality of your people?”
Molly turned around and saw, oh, Mirabella had arrived!
She was so excited that tears almost welled up in her eyes, “Bella!”
Her voice was choked with emotion.
God knew how nervous she’s been lately, especially after arriving in Dawnstar on a plane yesterday. She was alone, unfamiliar with Dawnstar, and even suffered from insomnia due to anxiety.
She told Bella about her stress over the phone last night because going abroad meant she was carrying a responsibility, not to glorify her country, but at least not to disgrace it.
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She wasn’t afraid of losing, and she feared that people would have a bad impression of Solterra, thinking that the design level of Solterra was just so so.
Bella had comforted and enlightened her last night, but today, Bella showed up at the competition!
This was Dawnstar!
Dawnstar!!
Bella must have taken a red–eye flight to Dawnstar to give her courage!
“You Solterrans are not qualified to comment on us,” Isabella looked at Mirabella contemptuously, intending to leave.
“Funny thing is, I do qualify to comment on you today. Not only am I qualified, but I can also decide your fate.
Mirabella’s words made Isabella turn back and laugh scornfully, “Based on what, you?”
She didn’t know who this Solterra girl was, but if she could be here, she must be representing Solterra in the competition.
Molly was competing for the first place, so who was this girl? Second place? Third place?
What right did she have to talk to her, the champion of M Country?
And she had the audacity to say she could decide her fate.
What a joke.
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