From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World

Chapter 339 A Test Of Changing Faces

Three days of time passed in the blink of an eye.

Johnson dealt with the matters abroad and immediately paid a visit to the Weaver family.

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The old lady was very happy to see him, but when she heard that he had come to find someone, she immediately realized that it was not simple. And Johnson also learned something from her.

He secretly rushed back to Aspen.

Hazel left her daughter at the high-security experimental base and went to Nyack alone with a group of bodyguards.

At the appointed time, a grand car appeared at the entrance of the village.

In the past, the residents of Nyack lived in very rudimentary dwellings. Upon learning about the situation from Hazel, the authorities directly arranged accommodations for the villagers in Akron, which also made it convenient for the local children to attend school.

And they promised to rebuild on the original site within a year, giving the villagers a new home.

Nowadays, all the villagers in Nyack have already moved to the county town for temporary transition, except for the Hazel family. There are no other villagers here, which makes it convenient for her to handle the follow-up matters.noveldrama

Jadon had long been aware of the empty state of the Nyack people. He looked up at the standalone small building in front of him, speculating in his mind about Hazel's purpose for doing this.

The crowd, who got off the car later, looked at the ground in front of them that was still wet, and each of them frowned

On weekdays, they were the privileged children of wealthy families who always traveled by private planes and cars. They had never seen such muddy ground before, let alone sitting in a car for so long. With their hearts already filled with resentment, they began to complain one after another.

"What a lousy place this is, even if I wanted to find a scenic spot, can't I go to Rockville Resort?"

"There is so much dust, Jadon. Are you sure the heir of the Fowler family lived here?"

"Oh no, my high heels! Why isn't there a red carpet laid out? The new lambskin soles I just bought can't get wet."

The noisy voices of men and women gradually resounded outside the door.

Hazel sat expressionless on the sofa in the study, sipping coffee and watching the projection screen that covered the entire wall in front of her. The high-definition cameras captured the emotions of these people from all angles.

Compared to those men and women who were dressed in high-end suits and custom-made dresses, with their hairstyles meticulously styled down to every strand of hair, Jadon, with a neat crew cut and wearing a black overcoat, stood out among these people as completely out of place.

Hazel's fingers holding the coffee cup tightened slightly, and despite all the criticism, not a single person dared to approach Jadon.

The man's status was even more impressive than she had expected.

Jadon: "Go in."

His gaze fell on the bodyguards at the door, all unfamiliar faces, not the same ones he had seen by Hazel's side at the experimental base before. But... only brought so few people?

As Jadon entered through the main gate of the yard, he caught a glimpse of the number of bodyguards around him. In total, there were no more than 20 people, scattered here and there.

The villa's gate had long been opened from the inside.

Jadon saw the empty living room, his eyes squinting slightly. The men and women following behind him all had expressions of impatience.

"Where is he? Didn't we agree on meeting at ten o'clock? Why isn't he here? He wouldn't make us wait, would he?"

The speaking woman disdainfully glanced at the clean slippers prepared at the door, and directly walked into the living room, stepping on her muddy high heels.

Other people also went in one after another when they saw the situation.

Jadon immediately noticed something was wrong as soon as he entered, and secretly kept a sense of alertness in his mind.

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He had known before that this was the place where Hazel and her daughter had lived for two years, and her grandmother was buried in the

back mountain.

But now, in the places that the eyes could see, apart from the necessary furniture, there was surprisingly no sign of any children's belongings.

Anything related to her daughter, Hazel had long ago had the maid pack up and send to the residence at the Akron experimental base.

The woman, who was the most impatient, looked around at the decorations and frowned, "Isn't this too shabby?"

"Jadon, what riddles are you playing with us? Why don't you just tell us directly who the heir of the Fowler family is? Are you worried that we might harm her or something!"

She was the only woman among these people, all the others related to the Fowler family were men.

"Laura, be quiet."

Jadon sat quietly on the sofa, looking up towards the direction of the staircase, waiting for the person upstairs to come down.

He had a premonition that Hazel must be watching them from upstairs.

The fact indeed turned out to be as he had guessed.

Hazel finished the last sip of coffee in her cup and also watched the emotional performance of these people.

Except for Jadon, and Laura who was always complaining.

There were also five men among the people who came.

Three of the men were in their fifties, while the remaining two appeared to be

younger, probably in their thirties.

Hazel had some impressions of these people, all familiar faces commonly seen in financial magazines.

Time passed by, but the person upstairs still didn't come down.

Laura said impatiently, "Are we going to meet or not? You all know how much

money I can make in a minute. The time wasted here could have been enough for me to sign several contracts."

Although the others did not speak, their impatience was evident in their expressions.

But men, they always like to pretend and show off.

They used Laura as a mouthpiece to inquire about Jadon's attitude towards

today's matter, while those shrewd eyes never stopped scanning the surroundings.

Seeing that it was about time, Hazel slowly emerged from the study.

She didn't take the elevator, but took the stairs.

Upon hearing the noise on the stairs, Jadon immediately stood up. Just as he was about to speak, his voice was silenced by the coffee cup thrown at him by Hazel. Before Jadon had a chance to introduce themselves, Hazel took the initiative.

She was displeased and said, "What's all this noise? Is this a vegetable market?" The intense sound of shattering immediately silenced the voices inside the house, even interrupting Laura's train of thought with Hazel's sudden action. A dim and unclear light flickered in her eyes.

Hazel's sharp gaze fixed on Jadon standing by the sofa, the coffee cup didn't hit him, but shattered at his feet.

"Jadon, didn't you say that these people were servants of my the Fowler family?"

Several people who heard these words immediately had their faces darkened. This was the first time they had heard someone speak to them

like this.

"Jadon, is this how you introduced us?!"

Seeing the fleeting murderous intent in their eyes, Hazel coldly smirked in her

heart and continued her performance.

She raised her chin, looking proud, and said, "Isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Jadon remained silent for a long time.

He was a bit unsure of how Hazel suddenly changed her personality. Could it

be... a test?

Jadon had no idea what was going on.

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These people who met for the first time were even more clueless.

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Just now, Laura, who was just chattering and complaining, suddenly became

patient and started to scrutinize the person in front of her, who had a flawless appearance.

After a moment of consideration.

Jadon took the initiative to introduce the identities of these people, implying a

subtle reminder.

"Ms. Robinson, they were..."