Heart Hunting

In the hospital, Ethel has undergone a nose repair operation after consultation with experts. She is recuperating in the hospital, waiting for the nose to swell.

Bryant comes to the hospital in the afterglow. After having a fierce fight with the old bitch, he doesn't want to go home to face her.

It's rare to see her father come to the hospital to see her, thus Ethel feels a little surprised. However, his emotions can be clearly seen on his face. After he sits down, she can't help but ask, "Dad, have you quarreled with mon again?" Bryant sighed lightly. "Your mom is unreasonable. My friend sent me an oil painting, but she suspected I had a mistress because of the name-XT!"

Ethel, who doesn't know the whole story, also feels it's her mother's fault.

After he complains for a while, Ethel says, "Dad, you've tolerated mom for more than 20 years. Don't you know her temper?"

Bryant is silent. Recalling the past 20 years, he seems to be living in a nightmare. What a miserable life!

For a long time, they all remain silent, until Ethel comforts him one hour later, "Dad, let it go, okay?" Bryant groans, "I can't let it go all off a sudden."

"You know, couples always have their ups and downs. Mom is just insecure. Your relationship..."

"Stop it. Enough." Bryant is very resistant to the topic.

Ethel has to give up. Not to mention her mother, even she also feels he and his behavior are weird. But based on his innocent words, she thinks he won't do that!

However, Bryant is thinking about the bunch of lilies in the cemetery with a frown. "Actually, I'm thinking about one thing."

One thing gives him a real headache.

"What's wrong?" Ethel realizes he doesn't look good.

"Today is the death anniversary of Poppy's mother. And I went to the cemetery in the afternoon." Bryant speaks out the reason.

"Why did you go to the cemetery? If mom knows...?"

"Listen to me," he sighs, "I saw something weird today."

"What's wrong?" Ethel can't figure out his intention.

"The tomb was so clean without a weed. And a bunch of lilies, her favorite, were put in front to her tombstone..." Bryant suddenly stops with a very complex look. "Then?" Ethel also feels it's weird.

"The freshness of the flowers proves that the sender went there today. Her parents had passed away a long time ago, and she didn't have a sibling. No one knows where she was buried expect us." "Someone must have visited her today. But she didn't have any relative, expect..." Ethel is terrified and fastens her speed.

"Did you have the answer?" Bryant knows they have the same answer.

"It must be her. Poppy must be back." Poppy is a real nightmare for Ethel.

"Dad, we can't let her come back." Ethel grabs the sheet nervously, her eyes full of hatred.

"We need to make sure whether she's back first. I have sent someone to investigate the recent entry list at all costs. Hope we'll get news!" Bryant is concerned about her, seeing her expression change. "Don't panic. It's just our suspicion." "No, she must be back. Dad, you have to find out that bitch!" Ethel is very emotional. She hates but fears Poppy, who is certainly a demon!

Bryant is so nervous. For him, Poppy is indeed a scourge. Once she really comes back...

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Time flies in the blink of an eye.

It's the day of the court session. The sun is shining brightly on the mansion in straight lines as if it is casting beams of justice lights.

Poppy, who is well-prepared, arrives at the High People's Court half an hour ago with her assistant, Claire. Her high heels patter in the corridor. Poppy walks straight to the lounge in a particularly bright outfit. She looks energetic and confident. But she doesn't expect that she will meet her opponent before the session.

Wythe looks at her from a distance. A glimmer of surprise flashes in his eyes. It is the first time that he has met her, who is more beautiful than in the photo.

Wythe has little information about her. He only knows she is cultivated by Arno and comes back to China not long ago. As for her experiences abroad, he can't dig out anything more, no matter how hard he tries. What a "strange" lady!

Wythe moves forward and stretches out his hand friendly. "You're Miss Green, right? Hi, I'm Wythe."

It is also the first time that she has met him. What a double-faced man! "Hi, I'm."

Looking at her closely, he feels she is gorgeous. She has all qualities, amazing appearance, elegance, and the rare aura of a lawyer. "I haven't expected my opponent this time is actually a beauty."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going to the lounge." Poppy thinks it will be a waste of time being with him.

"Wait. We're going to have a fight, and we can't have an easy talk like now. So we'd better make use of this time." Wythe thinks she becomes more beautiful, except for her indifference.

"Lawyer Wythe, my time is precious, only for meaningful things." Talking with him is a waste of time. Poppy disdains it.

Wise as he is, Wythe gets her subtext. He chuckles. "Lawyer Poppy is excellent in empty talk."

This word will be misunderstood easily.

"Lawyer Wythe, you're also a lawyer. Don't you know how to use your word wisely?" Her eyes are cold, and her smile is colder. "I'm eloquent. As for empty talk, I think you're the 'master debater'!" "Oh, it seems lawyer Poppy has done a good job. You even know my nickname?" It really surprises Wythe.

"You know, to know my enemy."

"I hear you're cultivated by Arno. But he seems to lose a lawsuit recently. That's so lame!" Wythe begins to satirize.

"How can life be without obstacles? A slight failure is just to lay the foundation for future success. Life is full of ups and downs. Probably you'll suffer yours after this lawsuit." Facing Wythe, she is just a small figure, but she dares to say such words! "It seems you're so confident. But I have a suggestion. Would you like to listen?" Wythe doesn't turn mad. In his opinion, she's just an eye candy, good at the empty talk but without ability.

"Fire away!"

"You can consider working for my firm. I promise you'll take more cases than you did in Arno's."

Poppy sneers with a layer of ice in her eyes. "Lawyer Wythe, why don't we make a bet?"

"For what?" Wythe is interested.

"There must be reporters after the trial. If I lose, I'll announce that you'll be my teacher and work in your firm in front of the reporters. But if you lose,"

She gives an evil and meaningful smile.

"What if I lose? Be your pupil?" Wythe thinks she's so confident. She does investigate him and still dares to bet with him.

"I don't even want a pupil. If you lose, I only need you to oink for three times in front of the reporters."

Claire is concerned about the bet. But she feels they'll certainly win the case for no reason, seeing Poppy's calm.

Wythe chuckles. "Deal!"

Since she has the confidence to win, he'll have the confidence to defeat her. He smiles with his hands on the back. "I'm looking forward to you becoming my pupil." "Let's wait and see!" Poppy walks into the lounge without looking back.

Her departure lowers the intensity. Wythe watches her enter the lounge, and his smile fades. Poppy, wait for your loss!