Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 691.

Solomon completely exposed his true nature, barely concealing his arrogance, which was completely different from Alexander's calmness.

He walked up to Aveline step by step and stretched out his hand towards Aveline, "Sister-in-law, please give me more advice in the future."

Facing his malicious eyes, Aveline did not reach out her hand but directly passed him and supported the old man, "Grandpa, I will take you back to your room."

The old man nodded and slowly stood up and returned to his room. The housekeeper looked at his old back and felt helpless.

"Grandpa, do you really want to agree to his conditions?"

"Currently we have no news about Alexander. If what he said is true, I can only do this. But don't worry, I gave many important assets and shares to Alexander a few years ago. Even if I confirmed his identity by announcing to the public, those assets are in Alexander's name and he can't touch them."

Mr. Sterling's eyes also flashed with calculations, "His only bargaining chip is Alexander. He wants Alexander alive more than we do to negotiate terms. Of course, it doesn't rule out that the video he showed us could have been synthesized by technological means. Promising him is just a temporary solution. If Alexander is not in his hands, we must find his whereabouts as soon as possible."

But the old man also knew that this possibility was very slim. If Solomon was not completely sure, he would not make that move.

be discouraged, we

"Okay."

man back to his room. The old man laid

my soothing

"Okay, Grandpa."

to the oak shelf in his room. In addition to many top-quality

familiar with ointments, so she

accidentally knocked

fell out of the box, along with a

it clearly, the old man ran over and snatched the photo away from her hand like

black and

must have been taken many

a lady wearing a gown, and

she could take a closer look, the old man snatched the picture away. Seeing his serious expression, Aveline couldn't help but ask, Grandpa, is that

her vaguely, "You go out first, Benson

that