The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming

Chapter 91: Chapter 90: Filter

Bennett Family’s old mansion.

The standalone extended villa, built against the mountain, has a modern style. The originally light blue pool is covered with soft snow, hiding the stone path that winds from the pool to the door.

The entire style of the Bennett Family’s decoration was later rearranged according to the preferences of Zane Bennett, the generation most favored by the old lady.

Inside the villa, in the study.

"Great! My well-raised son is fighting against his own father!"

Just after the New Year’s Eve dinner, Norman Bennett was called to the study by Philip Bennett.

In the spacious yet not empty study, Philip Bennett stood with his back to his son, one hand on the corner of the table, speaking in a low and angry tone.

Faced with his father’s angry questioning, Norman Bennett said nothing, just stood there straight, his face showing no emotion, indifferent to everything in front of him.

After not hearing his son speak for a long time, Philip Bennett frowned, thinking that his son had already left the study; he suddenly turned around, only to meet Norman Bennett’s eyes, as calm as a cold pool.

Those eyes were very intimidating.

Just like that deceased woman, his gaze showed a coldness that was unapproachable for strangers.

Even his temperament was similar, patient and affable to close ones, but unwilling to say more than a word to those he disliked.

Clearly, he was one of those disliked in Norman Bennett’s eyes.

"Great! Just great! You can even establish your own establishment!" Philip Bennett’s eyes widened with anger, his brows furrowed, even the corners of his mouth drooped, his face darkened considerably with rage.

"What is father referring to?"

This was the first sentence Norman Bennett said since he remained silent, yet it inexplicably intensified Philip Bennett’s anger.

"I told you not to interfere with the Lyle Corporation’s affairs! Yet you secretly invested in Lyle Corporation behind my back, do you know that! I’m trying to expand..."

Philip Bennett’s words were interrupted by Norman Bennett: "Father is mistaken, I did not invest in Lyle Corporation behind your back, I act openly and never engage in shady activities."

sarcasm and indirect

How did I end up with a son like

Knock, knock, knock!

who was eavesdropping outside the door, quickly knocked on it, fearing something major might happen during the New Year that could upset the elderly grandparents,

"Come in!"

his anger, but his face

what are you doing here? I’ve

something with your brother." Philip Bennett replied

eldest son, he valued this younger

sigh to himself, if it weren’t for that incident, he wouldn’t have ended up with only these two

lively in the courtyard," Zane Bennett smiled with some

Zane Bennett’s smile faded, replaced with

"Bro, are you okay?"

"I’m fine."

lips and nodded, then seemed to think of something worth delight, saying, "Bro, you didn’t know, just now in the courtyard, even Luna wasn’t

woman the whole Bennett Family almost

that year when this woman climbed into their father’s bed and was caught by

finally dying by consuming a large amount of sleeping pills while wearing her wedding dress from marrying

on her face. A year after her death, Mia Clarke entered

Bennett unconsciously clenched his fists, then weakly

name Mia Clarke from his brother, Norman Bennett showed no other reaction;

gritting his teeth, he raised his hand to gently pat his shoulder, "Get up

Zane Bennett exhaled with relief,

help us

children ran over, all kids of relatives or neighbors, but when they saw Norman Bennett, they instinctively stopped as if they had hit a car, and the leading child almost

became slightly more well-behaved, no longer shouting loudly or

were afraid of this serious and aloof uncle, always feeling they might get scolded next,

of Norman Bennett’s

a glance at Norman Bennett, then went to tug at Zane Bennett’s jacket, softly pleading,

light the fireworks," Zane Bennett smiled brightly, poking

the

bright moonlight, Norman Bennett stood alone on the empty balcony,