The butler looked at Xiao Lanlan, a gleam flashing in the depths of his eyes, "You! But the old mistress is still in good health! The family business has always been in the hands of the old mistress!"
"Then let her not be in good health!" Xiao Lanlan smiled eerily, a vicious curve traced the corners of her lips.
The butler's face turned ashen, "You mean..."
"Isn't it just an illness? Sometimes, illnesses become severe! At her age, anything can happen."
The butler took a deep breath, "She is your mother!"
"Not by blood. Moreover, once Xia Zhisu returns, I expect I'll be kicked out. Or reduced to a mere servant." Xiao Lanlan was determined to plan her way ahead, "By then, I won't be able to give you a dime! Think about your son, think about whether he will continue the family line or not."
"What do you want me to do?" The butler struggled for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation of money.
