Chapter 834 Rivalry!

Cyril stood at the door of the blacksmith's shop with a face full of contentment, looking at the review team who was carefully checking the bills in the blacksmith's shop, and comparing the remaining arrears, he felt that he had a chance to win.

Regardless of his ability, Jeffrey had no choice but to let him inherit the Moulton family.

He was doomed to be the winner of this game from the very beginning, because he knew Jeffrey and his rigid and arrogant father. He would never hand over the empire he created to a woman to inherit , Just like he had ridiculed the old Buffett countless times, he would never allow himself to become that kind of person.

Thinking of this, the smile on Cyril's face grew thicker, as if he had already seen the appearance of himself dominating the chaotic city in the future.

Kerry stood aside with a shy smile, and his eyes were also shining. He had been in this blacksmith shop for half his life, but he never got any chance of promotion, and he was too lazy to manage the affairs of the blacksmith shop. It will gradually reach the point of loss.

But it's different now, he hugged Cyril's thigh.

When he becomes the leader of the Moulton family, or even the leader of the Aden Chamber of Commerce in the future, he will definitely be able to ascend to heaven, no longer need to stick to a blacksmith shop, and become the real upper class of the city of chaos.

The employees of the blacksmith shop also looked a little excited. They didn't know much about duels, but they knew that the business of the blacksmith shop was unexpectedly good this month, and their wages must be indispensable. They could also have a three-day holiday starting tomorrow, and they could also receive a big Red envelopes, this is enough to make them happy all day.

half an hour later.

The review team sealed the ledger, locked it in an iron box, and walked out of the blacksmith shop one by one.

The leading middle-aged man in a long black coat looked at Cyril and said, "Master Cyril, the bill has been reviewed, now please follow us back to the manor, where the master will announce the result of the competition."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!" Cyril said with a smile, walking towards the gorgeous carriage beside him, stepping on Kerry who was kneeling on the ground, and getting on the carriage.

The inspectors got into two carriages and drove towards Moreton Manor.

Almost at the same time, the inspectors in the Dailan Fabric Shop also walked out of the shop. Although everyone kept calm on their faces, they couldn't hide the shock in their eyes.

The leading middle-aged man stepped forward and said respectfully: "Miss Gloria, now please come back to the manor with us, where the president will announce the result of the competition."

The eyes of all the inspectors looking at Gloria also changed a little, with a little more awe.

Gloria smiled and nodded, "Okay, please go first."

After the inspectors got into the carriage, Gloria turned around and looked at Mars who was standing aside and said, "Mars, follow me to the manor."

Mars shook his head and said, "I don't think it's time yet, miss, you can go."

Gloria looked at Mars, thought for a while, smiled and nodded, "I think so soon."

There was also a smile on Mars's face.

The three carriages drove away from Dailan and headed towards Moulton Manor.

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The hall of Moulton Manor, this will be extraordinarily lively.

The old Mrs. Dennis sat in front with her eyes closed, her thin cheeks looked a little sharp-mouthed, and she was obviously not an old lady who was easy to get close to.

Jeffrey's third daughter, Aurora, huddled in the chair with her legs crossed. The baggy clothes still couldn't hide her skeleton-like figure. She lost a lot, and she looked like an old lady with a joking smile on her face.

Cyril's twin daughters were wearing gorgeous dresses, looking at the Lance family sitting opposite, their faces full of schadenfreude.

"What is there to compare this to? How could father lose to a girl who has never even touched money." Honey said with some disdain.

"That's right, I don't think my grandfather should engage in this competition. Anyway, there won't be any surprises in the result.

Instead, let others read the joke. "Hetty followed suit.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense." Sitting beside them, Aviva said, who was well maintained, but there was no sign of scolding on her face, and she also had a smug smile on her face.

The Lance family sat on the opposite chair. Lance held a book in his hand and looked at it calmly, as if he didn't hear what everyone said.

On the contrary, Mickey stared at Hetty and Heni a little indignantly, and wanted to speak out a few times, but Mrs. Debra kept gently holding his wrist, and kept telling him not to be impulsive with her eyes.

There was no resentment on Debra's face, but a gratified smile, thinking silently in her heart: "Even if it fails, it is a very good experience for Gloria. No more need to feel inferior to yourself and shut yourself up."

"Master is here."

The butler's voice came from outside.

Hetty and Heni suddenly stopped laughing, and sat on the chairs obediently. Although they looked plain, they looked a bit like ladies.

And Aurora, who was slumped in the chair, also sat up straight all of a sudden, and a gleam burst out of her dull eyes, as if she was a few years younger all of a sudden, but there was a bit of fear in her eyes.

Lance put down the book in his hand and sat upright.

Mickey also straightened his chest, and sat upright on the chair, not daring to move.

Old Madam Denise opened her eyes.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive and tense.

Jeffrey walked in slowly from the door, glanced at Lance first, then paused for a while on Mickey, skipped Hetty and Heni, and glanced at Aurora with undisguised disgust in his eyes , went straight to the first seat and sat down.

Hetty and Heni who were ignored gave Mickey a vicious look, but they didn't dare to say anything.

The hall was quiet, no one dared to speak out, and the atmosphere was a bit depressed.

Six carriages stopped outside Moulton Manor.

Cyril jumped out of the carriage, looked at Gloria who was gracefully walking down the wooden ladder, and mocked with some disdain: "Isn't this my excellent niece? Let the president make an exception and give you a chance to challenge me , It’s really surprising, but unfortunately, even if you are given a chance, it doesn’t seem to have any effect on the result.”

Gloria looked at Cyril, smiled and said: "If there is no influence, why would Uncle Cyril stand here with me now?"

The smile on Cyril's face froze, he waved his hands and said, "Smart teeth, I want to see if you can still speak like you are now, let the president give you another chance!" Turning around, he walked quickly towards the manor go.

"You should tell yourself this." A smile appeared on the corner of Gloria's mouth, and she walked towards the manor without haste.