Son In Law Madness

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 The Wilson Family In Tayhaven

Hannah was in her usual blue and white gown that showcased her exquisite figure and highlighted her assets. A pair of black high heels accentuating her long and slender legs that were white as snow rounded off the entire outfit.

She seemed to have a penchant for wearing gowns, for she was still wearing one even when it was early autumn.

“Aren’t you cold?” Donald inquired.

Without even sparing him a single look, Hannah strode right into the lakeside restaurant. “Not really.”

Such was her character, and she wasn’t all that vivacious compared to Donald.

“You seem to be in a bad mood.” Only after they had entered the restaurant did she finally turn her gaze on Donald.

Donald’s expression was calm and unruffled, his emotions indiscernible from his countenance. “Not really.”

He used the exact same line in response.

Subsequently, neither of them said anything.

They randomly found a booth and ordered a few dishes. Donald opened a bottle of red wine and filled Hannah’s glass. “Anyway, thank you very much.”

If it weren’t for her superb medical skills, Grandpa would’ve probably departed this life by now.

However, Hannah shook her head. “It was my responsibility as a doctor.”

Pausing for a brief moment, she looked at him and asked, “It was you who obliterated Pollerton General Hospital and Pollerton Pharma?”

Considering her line of work, she had more channels of acquiring information than the average person. Besides, Ryan was her brother. Therefore, she had long since caught wind of that.

“Yes.” Donald nodded in affirmation.

Despite having known ages ago that it was his doing, Hannah was still a touch surprised.

She was one of the few who were aware of his identity.

Donald had the ability to have direct contact with Chiliad Avion, and that could only be done by less than ten people within the country.

“What are you planning to do next?” Hannah queried.

Donald was startled by her question. “Huh?”

What does she mean by that?

Hannah took a sip of red wine. Her cheeks turned slightly flushed, yet her speech remained clear and eloquent. “You annihilated Pollerton Pharma and cleaned out Pollerton General Hospital in five minutes,

so those market shares are vacant right now. This is an enormous piece of the pie, and many conglomerates are eyeing it.”

Donald was still rather lost. “Has that got anything to do with me?”

In response, Hannah nodded and explained, “There are already conglomerates that entered Pollerton in hopes of snagging that piece of Pollerton Pharma’s pie.”

Nonetheless, Donald merely shook his head. “I won’t interfere as long as they don’t provoke me. After all, it has nothing to do with me.”

“It does have something to do with you,” Hannah asserted. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

At that, Donald stared right at her. “How is that so?”

Hannah took a piece of steak, looking very much alluring with her rosy lips parted a fraction. “Your wife, Jennifer Wilson. There aren’t many with the family name of Wilson in Pollerton. Your wife’s family is a branch of the Wilson family in Tayhaven. The Wilson family in Tayhaven split into eight branches a century ago. They’re dubbed the Eight Branches of the Wilson family. Your wife’s family is the eighth branch.”

Then, she continued, “A steady stream of outstanding figures from the Wilson family in Tayhaven is presently entering Pollerton to bag that piece of the pie. It’s initially no big deal and has nothing to do with you, but the current head of the Wilson family in Tayhaven has always wanted to reunite and expand the family. He tried everything he could to gather the Eight Branches of the Wilson family together. He did a genealogy record of the family and discovered the Wilson family in Pollerton, taking a direct interest in your wife, Jennifer. The Wilson family in Tayhaven wants her to return with the eighth branch and promises to give her sufficient funds and connections. However, they have a stipulation—she has to dominate the pharmaceutical industry.”

Donald fell into deep contemplation.