To put it bluntly, the Lopez Corporation wielded such a significant influence in the business world that blacklisting a company like Lane's would be a piece of cake.
"Surely Mr. Lopez isn't the type of man who can't handle losing, right?" "Actually, he really can't stand losing Dorothy." On the fourth attempt to reach Jeffrey over the phone, he still didn't pick up. Heather finally had to accept the bitter truth that she was short of a right-hand man.
Without Jeffrey as her inside man around Everett, things would indeed be more troublesome.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhile sitting on the sofa in her hotel room, Heather meticulously contemplated where to start investigating Everett's sudden marriage announcement. Even his parents didn't know who the bride-to-be was. If she couldn't squeeze any useful information out of Jeffrey, then she would have to rely on her own efforts.
Suddenly, the cellphone, placed aside, started ringing.
Barefoot, Heather walked over, and, upon seeing that it was Maxton calling, she furrowed her brows in annoyance but had to answer it nonetheless.
"Dad." "I heard from your mom that you're back. Where are you? I'd like to see you." "I'm swamped with work, Dad. | don't have much time. I'll reach out when I'm free." With that, Heather was about to hang up, but Maxton beat her to it. "Ah! | was just thinking of setting up a meeting between you and Dorothy. You two are sisters, after all. You're bound by blood. Her mom is dead, and in this world, all she has left is me, her father, and you, her sister. My health hasn't been the best of late. I'm getting old, so who knows when | might be gone? | want you two to settle your past grievances. Don't let the issues of our generation affect you." "Dad, do you two keep in touch?" "She wants nothing to do with me. But I've been to her mom's grave and managed to get her current phone number." Heather's eyes lit up. "Quick! Tell me her number!" Afraid that Maxton might suspect something, she quickly added in a soft tone, "Dad, you're right. We sisters should get along well. Although she took Everett from me and made me furious, we're still sisters. I'm thinking we should mend our relationship.” "Hmm. Dorothy is as stubborn as her mom, and | didn't like her for that. But I've been doing some thinking. She is my flesh and blood. She bears the Sanchez family name, so | have to acknowledge her as my daughter.” "Dad, don't worry. | can forgive her for her past actions." Maxton suddenly added, "By the way, your mom and | have already gotten our marriage license. When you have time, change your last name to Sanchez. It's your mom's wish." Heather's lips twitched, and she hesitantly forced a smile. "I'll do it when | have time." In her memory, Heather hated it when her classmates and friends asked her why she and her mother shared the same last name while her father didn't. She didn't have an answer.
How she wished as a child that she could share her father's last name, just like other kids. But Maxton couldn't give her that.
He'd just tell her mother to put up with it a while longer, saying that Bella would soon be gone.
And that 'while' turned into decades.
Now he wanted her to change it, but she no longer cared.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDid Maxton think that Heather knew nothing of his little scheme? He just thought that she could marry into the Lopez family, and once she had their power, he could use it to his advantage.
Humph.
All of them were just self-serving.
After hanging up, Maxton sent Dorothy's phone number.
Heather chuckled.
It seemed that Lady Luck was on her side after all. She provided her with a lead so swiftly.