CHAPTER 131: THE LAST THIRD WHEEL

The sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard was in rapid succession.

It was the sound of raindrops falling on a jade plate, and it had its own rhythm.

Tyree was sullen slightly. "After all, her surname is not Anderson, and the Anderson family has never wronged her."

With that, Tyree frowned and looked at Bruce. He said in surprise, "Have you never doubted her?"

What if Hilla was doing this for the shares of the Anderson Group and to get benefits from the Anderson Group?

Moreover, Hilla had always been thinking about the Holt family and the thing that Halle wanted to set up a factory to revitalize the Holt family. The old man who was hiding in the house had heard about it.

Such a woman who cared about her maternal family was likely to take the Anderson family’s money to subsidize it.

It was not that he was stingy, but there were too many shares this time, and it was easy to change later.

Bruce put down the chess piece in his hand and reminded, "Grandfather, you’re going to lose."

Tyree looked back at the chessboard in front of him that was disadvantageous to him. "I’m old. I don’t care if I have the great land. It’s better to give you young people to deal with. Although the plight of the Holt family deserves sympathy, I still said, "Never relax vigilance against evildoers." After all, she was not an Anderson. How can you be sure that she won’t transfer the shares to others?"

"After selling these shares of the Anderson family, the Holt family will come back to life."

After Tyree finished the game, he looked sullen.

Compared to Bruce’s youth, he had already grown old after all. After a little toss, he felt tired after sitting for a while.

Bruce looked up and met Tyree’s gaze. He said indifferently with his dark eyes, "As long as the child she gives birth is surnamed Anderson."

Tyree was stunned for a moment. He then laughed out loud and his original seriousness quickly dispersed, carrying a trace of leisurely joy and pride.

He was indeed old. The young men had quick brains.

They both laughed. Tyree pointed at Bruce and laughed, "You have already counted your wife in. When will I be able to have a great-grandson? It will depend on your speed."

"I will try my best."

"Not trying your best, but soon as possible. I am old and can’t wait for you young people to fall in love for a few years."

"Yes!"

Since they had talked about everything and the winner would almost be declared,

Tyree then...

"Since you have an idea, just do it. You and Hilla have moved out, but you have to come back to the family for a meal when you have time. It’s too late. My body aches."

"OK, I’ll bring her back in two days."

Bruce nodded respectfully and stood up to hold Tyree. "Let me help you back to your room to rest."

"Let William accompany me. They are still waiting downstairs. It is a mess every day. It’s not easy."

Tyree prised Bruce’s hand and was supported back to his room by William.

Bruce stood respectfully behind him and waited for Tyree to return to his room before turning around and going downstairs.

Downstairs, Orlenna was still entangled by the couple. The protagonist had left, and they stopped crying. They sat on the ground and waited like scoundrels.

If Orlenna didn’t give them an answer tonight, they would not leave.

Bruce had gone too far this time. He had actually ’kidnapped’ their son. If they hadn’t cared about their blood ties, Bruce would have gone to jail if they had reported him to the police station.

Although they knew that even if Bruce really injured Rudi and locked him up, they wouldn’t be able to touch him even if they were to sue him at the police station.

However, they had to give themselves a reason to be moral high. After all, they were the victims, and they were still so "righteous and broad-minded". It was inexcusable for Bruce not to give them shares.

Bruce had to apologize to them and compensate them. He had to ... they couldn’t lose out.

As for the fact Bruce said Rudi voluntarily transferred the shares to Hilla as compensation, they didn’t believe it.

They knew what the shares were, how important they were, and how much were the shares worth. They knew best how smart their son was. He gave it to Hilla? No matter what, their last name was Anderson. What was Hilla’s surname?

Orlenna sat upright, never looking at the eye contact and expression of the couple next to her.

Because Orlenna didn’t want to look, she was too lazy to look. She didn’t need to look to know what they were planning. She was just worried about the news she just heard.

Did Bruce really ask Rudi to transfer the shares to Hilla? It was such a big deal. Why didn’t he discuss it with Orlenna?

Although it was Bruce’s fault for being reckless, Orlenna did not feel sorry for them.

With the shares in their hands, they would only cause trouble in the Anderson Group. Although Orlenna was reluctant at the beginning, Bruce was unconscious at that time. Rudi was the only grandson of the Anderson family. Margaret was not good at business. Orlenna had no choice, and Tyree would not let her choose.

After a long time of apprehension, Bruce finally went downstairs.

"Bruce!"

Orlenna was just about to get up when Lysa, who was on the ground, quickly grabbed her skirt, forcing her to sit down in panic.

Seeing Bruce walk over, the couple on the ground without elegance was stunned, but soon they looked up fearlessly, "Bruce, you are crazy. Where did you get Rudi? If you don’t hand over my son, I ... I will go to the police station to sue you."

"Then, everyone in River City will know that you kidnapped your closest brother in order to seize the family property. You are shameless. All of us will shed all pretenses. Anyway, I only have one son. I am not afraid of you."

When Lysa was at her mother’s home, she was famous for being shrewish, but she was slightly pretty.

Lucas did not know his identity and only wanted to marry a beautiful wife at that time. In order to pursue Lysa, he had put in a lot of effort back then.

Fortunately, his identity was revealed in the end, and the Laylas treated him as an honored guest. Now, the whole Laylas was living under the hands of his family, and it was all because of him.

Therefore, nothing must happen to Bruce and the same as the shares in his hands.

Relative to the couple’s noise, Orlenna calmed down a lot. When she saw Bruce’s expression, she was already at peace.

Bruce glanced at Lysa coldly. Lucas took pause. Before he could pull his wife, he heard Bruce speak.

"If you want to go to the police station so much, there is a car outside. Rudi will meet you tomorrow. It’s a reunion of your family."

He just said that tomorrow morning, wherever the couple was, Bruce would be there.

Lucas grabbed Lysa, waiting for Bruce to come back and ask about the shares in his hands.

"Bruce, why are you so arrogant...?"

Lysa was about to curse when Lucas pulled her aside, "Rudi is still in his hands. Let’s talk about it when Rudi comes back safely."

When Rudi was safe, Bruce would be done for.

...

Orlenna returned to the East Courtyard and closed her eyes tiredly.

Bruce went up to her and massaged her temples filially. So gentle and his strength was just right.

Orlenna sighed. "What did Master Anderson say?"

For so many years, Orlenna had been annoyed. In the past, it was okay. They dared not to do anything to her. They just came to Tyree to make a fuss.

Ever since Bruce had gotten into a car accident last year and laid in bed, then Tyree had taken over the Anderson Group. The couple had caused even more trouble, but they had never made trouble for Orlenna. After all, they were about to trample her then.

But after Bruce woke up, the couple would never end.

Tyree had lost his power, and half of the shares in his hands had been transferred to them. Bruce had once again taken over the Anderson family, and it was obvious that he had become an eyesore for them.

When Orlenna thought of that, she felt bad and even felt an ache over her whole chest.

"Since they don’t have shares, help them find a suitable place to live in and let their family go."

Orlenna was stunned. She turned to look at Bruce in disbelief. "Did Master Anderson agree?"

Orlenna didn’t want her son to do this alone. After all, it was better to have less trouble at home. Moreover, with so many shares handed over, there would be problems with the stock price and the company directors.

"When you were unconscious for half a year, although I could not help you control the entire Anderson Group, I was able to stabilize the situation. I had a few good directors at the time. Remember to meet them often."

Bruce nodded. He was clear about what Orlenna had said. After waking up, the Anderson family was not in a mess. Tyree and Orlenna spent a lot of effort.

"Since Master Anderson has agreed on them to move away, don’t treat them shabbily. After all, you and Margaret are related to them by blood. Master Anderson is old, let him be at ease."

It was also because they had always been too kind to that family that they had always been fearless. Now, they still wanted to replace Bruce to take over the Anderson Group. Thinking about it, Orlenna felt angry.

But even though Orlenna was angry, they had to give what that family needed. What the Anderson family lacked was not money, but stability.

Orlenna felt relieved and better. She said, "It’s so late. You need to get out of here.

Hurry back to Hilla, lest she gets anxious."

Bruce responded and relaxed his grip, about to leave.

Orlenna suddenly thought of something. She suddenly stopped Bruce and said uneasily, "You are no spring chicken. Don’t be too busy with the company. Remember to spend more time with Hilla. She was young, so you should try your best. I am not rushing you, but...."

"I know. I will do it as soon as possible."

When she heard the last words, Orlenna understood it as ’soon’. She was about to have her grandson. Her head did not hurt immediately and she felt better.

Orlenna laughed and said cheerfully, "OK. OK. You and Hilla should hurry up. No, no, I won’t rush you."

OK. OK. Bruce has finally responded. There might be a chance for her grandson.

Sure enough, after moving out, the young couple was very affectionate, and anything could be possible.

Orlenna was not stubborn, nor was it that she was crazy about sticking to her son. She was afraid that Bruce would never have a child. If there was an accident like last time, she would never be able to last another six months.

When Bruce returned from the Anderson’s, Hilla had already gone back to his room to sleep. Halle was still in the living room. When Halle saw Bruce back, she was slightly startled. She smiled and served him a cup of warm water.

"It’s cold at night, and it’s easy to catch a cold. Hilla is not feeling well. Why don’t you go back in when you get warm?"

Bruce nodded. He took the cup of water from Halle’s hand and looked at the books she had tidied up. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"There is a prenatal checkup tomorrow. If the baby is fine, there is still a long time before the prenatal period. The weather will get warmer and warmer. Living in the city is not as comfortable as living in the countryside."

Bruce didn’t expect Halle to take the initiative to suggest going back to the countryside, but it seemed to be par for the course.

Bruce nodded, "I’ll send you tomorrow."

"No need. Hilla wants to send me. You know. She’s worried about me, but I know that she was a little angry and refused to eat anything at night."

Bruce looked worriedly at the seats upstairs. If she was still angry, wouldn’t it be worse if she didn’t eat?

Halle glanced at his eyes, smiling. "Your sister Margaret will also follow me. I want to invite her to stay with me in the countryside for a few more days. Do you agree?"

Bruce immediately understood.

After Halle left, Margaret was the only third wheel in the house. It was easier to invite God than to send him away. With Halle around, he didn’t say anything.

Now that Halle was about to leave, Margaret was naturally the most superfluous.

Bruce nodded, "The air in the countryside is fresh and the fields are vast. She is stupid and should touch nature."

Better be in the country and never come back!

Halle nodded and smiled. She did not mind Bruce giving Margaret to her.

Halle looked down and touched her stomach. She said hesitantly and awkwardly, "I have something to ask brother-in-law for help!"

This was Halle’s first time calling Bruce that in front of Bruce. Previously, she had called him that under Hilla’s request, but this time, she was somewhat sincere.

Bruce immediately looked at Halle’s lower abdomen and said, "If the child and you need anything, you can ask me at any time."

Halle nodded gratefully.

It was indeed good to talk to smart people, and it really made people nervous. Halle was afraid that Bruce would see something else.

Halle handed a cup of warm milk to Bruce and said apologetically, "I’m afraid Hilla hasn’t slept yet. She is still angry with me. Brother-in-law, please help me send this glass of milk and comfort her for me."

After all, Halle was Hilla’s elder sister, not her life partner. Halle couldn’t accompany Hilla for a lifetime, so she had to give her space.

Bruce replied, took the milk, and went upstairs. Halfway there, he said, "Auntie will tidy up the books. Get rest."

"Thank you!"

Hilla had been reading so many books lately that she made a mess of his study. She had wanted to clean it up before leaving, but after her belly stuck out, she did feel tired more easily.

In the bedroom.

Hilla’s back was to the bed and was curled up in the quilt. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she forced herself to pull back.

Bruce was tall and straight. When he walked to the bedside, he instantly covered Hilla’s entire vision. He placed a glass of milk on the table above her head.

Before Hilla could react, she was dragged up from the quilt.

The next, she sat in Bruce’s arms, filled with a strong male aura, making her blush

and nervous...