Olivia listened to Carter Quincy’s cursing outside, completely ignoring him, instead urging Oliver Smith to drive the car away.
"Quick, go, go, that woman is a lunatic, drive away, drive away!"
Thomas Smith sat beside her, listening to Carter Quincy’s curses outside, picking up on a lot of important information.
He silently watched Olivia’s panicked and irrational state, his eyes growing increasingly obscure.
On closer examination, there was a faint hint of self-mockery.
He leaned back in his seat sowhat disinterestedly, saying to the driver:
"Oliver, open the car door."
"Yes, Second Young Master Smith."
Oliver was the Smith Family’s longti driver, having followed them from New Horse to Greece, and he had heard about the family’s matters, the eldest daughter’s identity being replaced, and the eldest daughter being drugged.
Now, hearing this inexplicable woman’s hysterical cursing, and seeing Olivia’s terrified and irrational deanor, how could he not understand what was going on?
Without hesitation, he pressed the car lock. Carter Quincy pulled the handle from outside, directly opening the car door.
Carter Quincy, who had been furiously banging on the car window and cursing, was montarily stunned when the car door was opened by her.
Then, seeing Olivia inside the car with the sa ferocious look, she suddenly pounced like a wild beast.
Reaching out, she yanked on Olivia’s hair and pulled her out of the car.
"You little brat, get out here for your mother."
Olivia had been a young lady for thirty years. Even after being kicked out by the Smith Family, she hadn’t suffered much. She was no match for Carter Quincy.
Carter Quincy yanked on her hair, directly pulling her out of the car.
The security guards only ca forward to restrain Carter Quincy after Olivia was dragged out of the car.
Carter Quincy’s eyes were bloodshot, struggling vigorously to break free from the security guard’s grasp, cursing incessantly, "You little brat, ungrateful wretch, money-grubber! If it weren’t for back then, how could you beco the eldest daughter of the Smith Family, how could you live in luxury? Not only are you ungrateful, but you also hired killers to silence . Just you wait, even if I die, I’ll drag you down to hell with ."
Olivia, just pulled out of the car by Carter Quincy, was startled and her scalp throbbed painfully.
She glared, pointing at Carter Quincy, her voice becoming increasingly sharp—
"You lunatic, shut up, shut up."
She scread hysterically, pointing at the security guards, her emotions agitated:
"Arrest her, arrest her, she’s a lunatic, she’s a lunatic."
Thomas Smith got out from the other side, walked to her, and looked at her with a complex expression, his voice low and somber, asking:
"Olivia, be honest with , who is she exactly, what’s her connection to you?"
Thomas Smith’s tone noticeably intensified, with a trace of pain in his eyes.
Olivia looked at Thomas Smith’s serious and pained expression, her heart even more chaotic.
She grabbed Thomas Smith’s arm forcefully, crying:
"Brother, you have to believe . I truly don’t know her, she’s a liar, she really is a liar, brother, you have to believe ..."
Carter Quincy, still being restrained by the guards, had been viciously cursing, but upon seeing Olivia like this, she cald down instead.
Seeing her, she coldly chuckled at Olivia several tis, then turned to Thomas Smith, saying:
"Second Young Master Smith, want to know who I am? Don’t ask her, just ask , I know far more than she does."
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