Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu’s Passionate Pursuit - Chapter 654

Chapter 654: Chapter 650: Alexander, I’ll give you a chance!

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Nathan Caroule understood immediately.

“Roy, you mean, this was done by the Lewis family?”

Roy Lewis nodded, “Have you had any friction with anyone recently?”

Roy Lewis had been busy with Mason Lilliput and The Thompsons for the past two days and hadn’t had time to inquire about Lewis Group’s affairs for the past two or three days.

Richelle Dunn knew what he was thinking and understood that he wanted to catch Mason Lilliput and The Thompsons off guard during Tiffany’s contest so that he could regain his freedom.

So, she didn’t mention anything about Lewis Group’s affairs these past few days.

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As for Roy Lewis, he assumed that if they didn’t say anything, it meant that there were no major issues.

However, neither Richelle Dunn nor Nathan Caroule thought that Alexander Lewis’s matter was a big deal.

So, no one brought it up.

Now that this had happened, Nathan Caroule told the story of Alexander Lewis coming to vent his anger at Richelle Dunn, and eventually venting his anger on him.

Roy Lewis’s face darkened, “I thought Alexander had some brains, but it turns out he’s just as brainless as his father. Fine, if he wants to die, I’ll let him die a quick death!”

After saying that, he asked Nathan Caroule.

“What solution did you discuss with Mr. Zedd just now?”

Nathan Caroule told the truth, “Send a lawyer’s letter to the poster and demand that they delete the post and apologize.”

Roy Lewis nodded, “All right, you can handle those normal procedures.”

It wasn’t until now that Richelle Dunn asked, “So do you want me to handle Alexander Lewis’s private matters?”

Roy Lewis shook his head, “There’s no need, Grandpa will handle it.”

Richelle Dunn frowned, “You mean he’s planning to go and accuse me to Grandpa?”

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Roy Lewis knew his cousins too well, “Mmm, he should be at the old house by now, barring any accidents.”

Richelle Dunn sighed, to be honest, she didn’t want to provoke the old man with such matters.

The words on the internet were as harsh as they could be.

Mr. Lewis was almost ninety-one years old, and there was no need to provoke him with such filthy, dirty words.

Roy Lewis could see what she was thinking, so he held her hand.

“Don’t worry, what kind of storms hasn’t Grandpa experienced? If we had told Grandpa about this beforehand, his anger wouldn’t be as severe when Alexander went to complain, and the punishment might not be as satisfying as I’d hoped.”

Richelle Dunn didn’t understand Mr. Lewis as well as Roy did, so she didn’t offer any more opinions.

As a result, Nathan Caroule handled the normal procedures on one side while Roy Lewis and Richelle Dunn waited on the other.

At the same time, Alexander Lewis was indeed rushing to the old house.

When he returned to the old house, Mr. Lewis had just gotten up and was playing chess with the housekeeper.

“Grandpa!”

Since Alexander Lewis was usually quite reliable and could help with some of the Lewis Group’s affairs, Mr. Lewis was quite fond of him.

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“Alexander, what brings you back all of a sudden?”

He signaled to the housekeeper to serve tea and then patted the chessboard.

“Come, play a game with Grandpa.”

Alexander Lewis obediently sat down, answering Mr. Lewis’s questions while carefully observing his expressions, looking for a suitable opportunity to put in a word against Richelle Dunn.

Finally, Mr. Lewis finished his questions and made the first move.

Alexander Lewis made a move as well, then casually mentioned to Mr. Lewis.

“Grandpa, I know it’s not really my business, but this is affecting the Lewis Group, and our family’s reputation…”

Alexander Lewis deliberately hesitated.

How smart was Mr. Lewis? He immediately put his chess piece back into the box.

He raised his head, his piercing gaze falling on Alexander Lewis’s face.

“It seems that you’re not here to see me, but to tell me something.”

Alexander Lewis knew that nothing could escape the eyes of the old fox in front of him, so he nodded and said.

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“Grandpa, you don’t know about this, but the internet is buzzing about it…”

Alexander Lewis put on a reluctant expression.

Mr. Lewis’s face grew serious as he urged him, “What are they saying?”

Alexander Lewis pretended to be in a difficult situation, hesitated for a few moments, and then said.

“There’s a post on the internet saying that Richelle Dunn and Nathan Caroule are having an affair…”

Mr. Lewis slammed his hand on the solid wood chessboard, furious.

“Nonsense! Who the hell is talking nonsense!”

Alexander Lewis didn’t expect Mr. Lewis to react this way, and after hesitating for a moment, he thought he hadn’t made himself clear.

“The post on the internet says Richelle Dunn used Nathan Caroule to secure her position as president, and Nathan Caroule used this as blackmail. The two are working together to take over the Lewis family’s property!”

Initially, Mr. Lewis was enraged, but as he listened, his sharp eyes stared intently at Alexander Lewis.

“Alexander, I’m giving you a chance!”

Alexander Lewis could feel the cold and murderous aura emanating from Mr. Lewis.

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He shivered for no reason, not quite understanding Mr. Lewis’s meaning.

“Grandpa, it’s not about me. Why are you giving me a chance?”

Mr. Lewis’s eyes were filled with frost and disappointment, and he sneered.

“Alexander, I originally thought you amounted to something, but it turns out that you’re just as stupid as your father!”

By now, Alexander Lewis finally understood what Mr. Lewis meant.

He hurriedly took out his phone, “Grandpa, I didn’t say that. It’s what the posts on the internet are saying, look, there are even intimate photos!”

He held the phone under Mr. Lewis’s eyelashes, but Mr. Lewis didn’t even look at it. With a wave of his hand, he sent the phone flying, cursing under his breath, “Damn beast!”