Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 143

William Walton smiled, "Grandpa. Please don't. "

"Don't worry, I just want to repay this favor. That John Anderson felt that since your two families have some grudges, it's not good for him to say it out loud, so he wanted to find an intermediary to help them raise it.

Probably because no one was more suitable than me, he came to find me. As for me, that's exactly what I'm in charge of. As for whether or not it'll work, that's not my business. Since I've already returned the favor, there's no need for you to make things difficult. Do you understand what I mean?"

William Walton nodded with a smile, "I knew it. You won't throw me to the wolves since I hate them so much."

"This brat, your grandfather isn't that black-hearted. It's not like I didn't see the girl from the Anderson family just now. Tsk, look at her clothes. I think someone from a good family won't wear that."

She didn't understand me at all. At a glance, I could tell that she wasn't very smart, but her eyes were sharp like a thief as she looked around blindly. I like that little girl you brought. She's cute and dressed appropriately. From what I see, her personality is also very stable. You made a great choice."

William Walton raised his eyebrows: "What's the use of making great choice? She hasn't accepted me."

"What, that girl didn't like you?"

William Walton laughed speechlessly: "Grandfather, it's not good to gossip like that."

"That's impossible! Look at you, you are handsome. The most important thing is that you're the CEO of a listed company. If I had a granddaughter, I'd want to give her to your family. How could this girl look down on you?"

"This girl doesn't like me, nor does she like my money. I arranged a job for her in my company, but she doesn't care too much about it. That's why I feel she is so valuable."

The old man laughed out loud, "Indeed it is rare, even if an old man like me were alive, I would still be able to meet with things like this. Such an outstanding William Walton can even be disliked by women."

"Grandpa ..." William Walton laughed helplessly.

Seeing that, the Old Man joked: "How about this, why don't you introduce her to Peter Burke and give it a try. I think that young lady has a good temper, maybe she and Peter ... ..."

"Grandfather, if you really say it like that, then I won't be happy," William Walton pretended to be angry, "Peter is my friend and Laura is the girl who I like. If that brat Peter dares to have any ideas about a woman I like, I will beat him up."

"You brat, are you serious this time?"

William Walton nodded with a smile, "I'm serious."

"Alright, then I'll be waiting your wedding."

William Walton smiled, "Grandfather, you can rest assured. It won't be long before I can let you attend to my wedding."

"There's no need for you to say anything about the Anderson Clan. I'll do as I see fit. I didn't intend to cause trouble for you in the first place."

William Walton nodded, "Okay."

He took the teacup from the old steward and poured a cup of tea for the old man.

In the courtyard, when Betty Anderson and her mother saw Laura was alone, they huddled together and whispered a few words to each other.

Betty Anderson nodded repeatedly, and then the two walked towards the direction of Laura.

With a kind face, she took her arm and smiled, "Laura, I have a few words I want to tell you."

"I have nothing to say to you," she said, tugging her arm out.

But on one side, Helen followed.

She held onto her warm other arm with a smile on her face, but a voice that was filled with hatred, "Laura, don't refuse our kindness. If we cause trouble here, and not only did the Anderson family lose face, Mr. Walton lost all face because of you."

Upon seeing this, Helen Anderson hurriedly screamed out, "Ah! Laura, what are you doing? Even you're not happy, how can you push her away?"

Her screams drew attention.

Betty Anderson stood in the water, crying as he slapped the water twice: "Laura, I just don't want you to go against my mother, what did I do wrong, you want to push me down, you're really going too far like this, do you know?"

She looked at where she was standing, and then looked at the pool about four or five meters away from her.

She heaved a sigh of relief. This was a good show, the two of them acting on their own. It was truly amazing.

She gave a cold laugh.

John Anderson walked over. Seeing this scene, John Anderson hurriedly took off his suit jacket and handed it over to Betty Anderson. "Betty, quickly put it on."

Betty Anderson lowered her head, only then did she realize that because she was wearing a dress that wiped her chest, her body was now soaked with water, and her cape was stuck to the side of her shoulder in a transparent manner. Her skirt had become heavy from absorbing water, and a large half of her chest had been exposed.

Such a lady from a noble family had been seen half-naked in the public.

She grabbed John Anderson's clothes and draped them over her shoulders. After she was pulled ashore by the servants, she plopped down on the ground and started to wail.

She used her father's clothes to tightly wrap herself up and looked at Laura. "Laura, why did you push me into the water? Do you really hate me that much?"

John Anderson was stifled in his heart, as he walked in front of her. "You shouldn't have pushed someone into the water even you dislike her. Seeing her in such a sorry state, are you satisfied?"

She clenched her fists and bit her lips as she looked at him. Just as she was about to speak, William Walton, who was in the living room, heard the servant report and hurried over.

She saw that Laura was being pointed at and standing in the crowd, but she was looking at John Anderson stubbornly, and he passed through the crowd and came to her side.