Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu s Passionate Pursuit - Chapter 499
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Chapter 495: The Not-to-Be-Messed-With Timmy and Timothy
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Sebastian Lewis and his three siblings, who rarely visited Lewis Group once a month in the past, have now returned promptly in the early morning because they want to catch Richelle Dunn and her three children by their heels.
These good-for-nothing troublemakers had no intention of working when they returned to Master Lewis’ place.
Instead, they loitered around like they were law enforcement officers.
But in reality, they had no real positions within Lewis Group, and the fact that they had their own offices was just a courtesy from Roy Lewis.
It was estimated that after Roy’s “rebirth,” their positions and offices would be confiscated.
The working atmosphere among Roy Lewis’s staff had always been excellent over the years.
Moreover, all employees were pragmatic and focused on getting work done.
As for Sebastian Lewis and his siblings, they were treated with superficial respect by the employees, but mostly ignored or given perfunctory attention.
Sebastian and his group casually wandered all the way to the top floor, where they saw the secretaries and assistants in the lobby working diligently. They randomly asked one of them,
“Has the acting president and the young ladies and gentlemen returned to work?”
The secretary nodded, “Yes! They came back early this morning.”
“It’s Nathan, the assistant, who deals with the documents you sent in, right?”
The secretary shook her head, “No, it’s Dr. Dunn and the two young masters who handle them.”
Sebastian Lewis and the others didn’t believe it. They knocked on the president’s office door, pushed it open, and saw the old man accompanying Tifanny, drawing in the living room.
At the office desk, Richelle Dunn sat with Timmy and Nathan Caroule, all seriously handling tasks.
“Well, look who’s trying to be impressive.”
Sebastian’s sarcastic remark successfully drew everyone’s attention.
Richelle looked at him coldly, “It’s better than those who don’t even bother to pretend!”
Timmy chimed in, “Mommy, there are some things in this room that aren’t human!”
Timothy echoed, “That’s right, Mommy. Don’t think those who speak human language are necessarily human. They need to have brains to be considered as such!”
Sebastian Lewis, Dr. Dunn, and the two children were so annoyed by their provocations that they pointed fingers at the mother and her children and cursed them out.
“What do you three think you’re worth? You just rely on Roy’s power, don’t you? Now that Roy’s dead, let’s see who you’ll rely on!”
Richelle and the children were aware of these rumors from the outside world, and they knew that Roy Lewis had planned a cunning scheme to draw out the snakes.
However, they still felt angry at Sebastian’s words, even though they knew the truth. Richelle couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mr. Lewis, it’s hard to say who we’re relying on, but I can confirm that you guys are definitely relying on the blood of the Lewis family!”
Timothy laughed, “That’s right, we all rely on the blood of the Lewis family, so who among us is more noble?”
Being the most articulate of the three, Timothy made the siblings’ faces turn darker and his laughter became even more innocent.
“But there is a difference. My brother, sister, and I only relied on the old Lewis bloodline for five years at most, while you guys have been relying on it for decades, and still turn out to be like this – neither human nor ghost, such a pitiable situation!”
After mocking them, he turned to Timmy.
“Brother, don’t you think if we’re still like this in our fifties and sixties, we’d be too embarrassed to even enter the door of the old Lewis house?”
Timmy nodded seriously, playing along with his brother.
“Of course! If I am still like this in my fifties and sixties, I will apply to have my name removed from the Lewis family tree, so as not to disgrace our ancestors. When did the old Lewis family begin to have such inferior products?”
The older siblings’ faces alternated between red and green as the two young masters chatted back and forth. They were about to retort when they heard the old man’s laughter coming from the living room.
“Hahaha, Timmy and Timothy, you are indeed the descendants of our Lewis family, insulting others without using dirty words and reaching a highly creative level.”
Timmy still looked serious, “Grandpa Clarkson, my brother and I weren’t cursing others, but using negative examples to discipline ourselves!”
Sebastian Lewis, who was mocked by the children, and the old man who did not support him, slammed his hand on the table.
“You brats, who gave you the courage to speak like this to your elders? Don’t think someone will back you up so you can make false accusations!”
On the other hand, Grandpa Clarkson felt both proud of his great-grandchildren’s bravery and wit and shameful for Sebastian and his siblings.
Although they all had the blood of the old Lewis family, the difference between Sebastian Lewis’s four siblings and Timmy and his siblings was like night and day.
“How dare you?! When did it fall on you to speak here? I’ll lay it out today – from now on, no matter what Richelle, Timmy, Timothy, or Tifanny say or do, I will unconditionally support them! Whoever dares to go against them is going against me!”