Hearing Betty Anderson's sobbing, Nick Anderson could not help but frown: "Betty Anderson, you are noisy. What are you talking about? Don't say something like that, she is your sister."
"Look, I only said something bad and you'll speak for her. She's a fox spirit, not only did she seduce men, she even took over my big brother, I really hate this fox spirit to death, in the future you can't call her my little sister. I, Betty Anderson, don't have a little sister like her, she's a bastard, a bitch."
"You shut up."
Nick Anderson was already extremely busy due to the company's matters.
He had originally planned to chat with Laura after reporting his work to his father.
After not seeing her for a long time, he truly missed her.
Before he finished his work, his mother had brought Betty Anderson over.
Betty Anderson spoke rudely, and did not listen to his persuasion.
To be honest, even he could not stand this kind of unruly young miss, not to mention William Walton.
"Betty Anderson, what do you think William Walton will like you with your current state?"
"Why doesn't he like me? In Philadelphia, the Anderson family is also a renowned Wealthy Class. What reason does he have to not like me? "
"The Anderson family is the Anderson family, you are you. Have you forgotten that the Anderson family and the Walton family have a feud?"
"What does that have to do with me? The hatred of the previous generation has nothing to do with me. Also, don't separate me from the Anderson family. I am the young miss of the Anderson family, who can change this? "
"Do you think that William Walton would care about the Anderson family's status? If he cared, would he still tear up the Anderson family? You, as the great young miss of the Anderson family, is unable to understand the financial statements. Then, let me use the most understandable words to tell you that Anderson's Group's profits are all negative. Do you know why? "
Nick Anderson's eyes were filled with anger: "Don't even think about it, you don't know, because you only know how to spend and don't use your brain. Let me tell you this, this is all thanks to William Walton. As long as he wriggled his fingers, in two years' time, the Anderson's Group will completely fall apart. Even now, do you still think that William Walton would find the title of the young miss of the Anderson family attractive? "
He snorted: "You are not good enough as a person and not good at doing things. Forget about William Walton, I even find you an eyesore, what right do you have to think that you are Laura's opponent?"
"Nick Anderson, how could you say that to your own sister?"
Betty Anderson was furious: "The company doesn't operate well, it's you and Dad's problem, what does it have to do with me?"
"Yes, our problem, it has nothing to do with you. So, if one day you, the young lady of the Anderson family, becomes a beggar, I want to see what you can rely on to survive."
At the side, Helen Anderson looked at John Anderson worriedly: "Is the situation in the company that bad?"
John Anderson sighed: "It's not too optimistic."
Hearing her father say that, Betty Anderson went silent for a moment, then walked to John Anderson's desk: "Dad, previously, didn't Mr. Walton promise the marriage in front of the Old General? Since he agreed, why did he target our family? As long as our two families marry each other, he wouldn't continue to target the Anderson family, right? Raising a daughter, isn't it at this time that I have to come to the rescue? You can push me to the Walton family, it doesn't matter, I don't care if you use me as a tool to make a business marriage and save the company. "
Hearing Betty Anderson's words, Nick Anderson actually smiled speechlessly.
Did this Betty Anderson really think she was a fairy?
Who was the one who gave her the courage to overestimate her own abilities?
Hearing Nick Anderson's laughter, John Anderson shook his head and pursed his lips.
Betty Anderson became anxious: "Father, what kind of expression is that? Brother, what are you laughing about, do you all think I'm not worthy of Mr. Walton? You guys can't extinguish your own prestige and bolster the morale of others, right? "
Nick Anderson was also straightforward: "Right now, it's not a question of whether you're worthy or not, it's just that William Walton doesn't think much of you."
"Nonsense, if he did not have that kind of thought, why would he agree to Old General's request?"
"Old General only said that he had already told William Walton about father's wish, but when did he ever say that William Walton would agree to the marriage of the two families? Betty Anderson, do you think if he doesn't object means he will agree?"
"He didn't object. Doesn't it mean there is a possibility?"
"William Walton and Derek are close friends, William Walton did not refute him, and only gave face to Old General, do you really think, that he has his eyes on you? If he really has feelings for you, he knows very well that you and Laura are half—sisters, why does he still flirt with Laura? Also, with his swift and decisive personality, if he really wanted to marry you, he would have long since done so. He has already left you like this, not only did he ignore you, he even increased the sanctions against the Anderson family. That is clearly telling you, get away from him, how could you be so naïve? "
Betty Anderson stomped her feet.
She turned around and looked at Helen Anderson with grievance, "Mom."
Helen Anderson looked at Nick Anderson, "Nick, talking to your sister, you don't have to be so mean, right?"
"If I don't make myself clear, she doesn't understand."
Helen Anderson looked at John Anderson unhappily: "It's all your fault. Didn't you say that Old General would help us out, but in the end, Today, when we went to look for him, he actually didn't see us at all. He owed us favor but he didn't repay us."
John Anderson frowned. "Shut up. The relationship between the Anderson family and the Walton family is not something that can be melted in just two or three days. Take your time."
"Dad, we can't take our time. Yesterday, Mr. Walton publicly flirted with Laura in school. For me, this is a big crisis."
Nick Anderson frowned.
His gaze somewhat hazy.
He impatiently told his mother and Betty Anderson, "This is a company, and not a place to discuss your personal feelings. You two can go back first."
Betty Anderson still wanted to say something, but Helen Anderson grabbed her and shook her head, bringing her away.
Betty Anderson said anxiously: "Mom, why don't you let me speak?"
"The company is in such a mess right now, how could your dad and your brother have such thoughts? The problem with Laura is a grudge between women, we can solve it ourselves."
"How?"
"Now, even the Old General does not allow us to borrow strength from him. "
"Then we will rely on ourselves. At that time, since Old General did not make things difficult for us, we have the leeway."
"Do you already have a plan?"
Helen Anderson pursed her lips, "A few days ago, I met the editor of the Morning Star newspaper in the beauty salon. She loves to collect all sorts of gossip about the Wealthy Class, and it just so happens that you will often come with me to take a look around the beauty salon. At that time, we will cooperate and inadvertently leak some information to her …"
Betty Anderson gave Helen Anderson a thumbs up, "Mom, you're the best."
Helen Anderson pursed her lips: "Don't worry, if it's something else, we can afford to lose. But if that slut's daughter wants to block your way, I definitely won't let you lose."
"I won't lose. Don't worry."
