Chapter 374

"Today, I want to make an announcement."

In the golden restaurant of Morton manor, Geoffrey looked at the crowd and said with a dignified face.

Mickey, who had just secretly picked up the fork, quietly put it back, sat up straight again, and looked at Geoffrey in awe.

Cyril, a little out of his mind, looked down at the plate in front of him as if waiting for the trial.

The lady sitting next to him was also a little pale, and her eyes were a little vicious. She swept over Gloria's body, and her hands were clenched tightly, and her veins were full of green.

Herty and Henie have a big smile on their faces. When their grandfather talks like this, the uncle's family will be lectured. This has always been the case all these years. It has become an interesting activity before dinner. I just don't know whether it is uncle or Gloria who was lectured this time. After all, last time, she contradicted her grandfather face to face and left the restaurant midway.

"Master..." old lady Denise Marquez, who was sitting next to Geoffrey, began to talk, her eyes full of worry.

"Shut up." Geoffrey looked at her with an irresistible voice.

Denise's words stopped in a moment, and she bowed her head. She didn't dare to speak any more.

Lance is sitting in a critical position. Although he doesn't know what Geoffrey is going to say, no matter what he says, he will not change his mind and decision, even if he is driven out of the Molton manor.

Debra looked down at Gloria's direction with some worry. Although the incident of Gloria's collision with Geoffrey was not taken care of afterwards, would it be settled again now?

"Did grandfather promise me?" Gloria, sitting at the end of the table, stares at Geoffrey. Her lavender eyes are full of expectation behind the black cap. Her hands are twisted under the table, as if waiting for the final judgment.

"Tut Tut, what's the situation today? Is it going to change?" Aurora's pale, bloodless face showed a trace of interest. She looked at the nervous Cyril and became more interested.

Geoffrey's eyes finally fell on Gloria, and he said in a deep voice, "I declare that from today on Gloria will become the candidate for the succession of the Molton family, and will have the same succession right as Cyril."

The restaurant was so quiet that you could hear a needle fall to the ground.

The cyrils turned pale, looked at each other, and their lips trembled.

"This... This is not possible!" At the same time, Hetty and Henie opened their mouths wide and their faces were full of disbelief. Looking at Gloria with a gauze cap on her head, the guy who didn't dare to show his face turned out to be the successor candidate of the Morton family, just like their father.

In other words, Cyril's original identity as the only successor no longer exists today, and the Molton family may even one day be run by Gloria.

"Great!" Gloria clenched her fist and almost jumped up in excitement.

Mickey and Debra also looked at Gloria with incredible faces.

"Father, I'm against it!" Just then, Lance stood up, looked at Geoffrey, and said solemnly, "father, no matter how much you are dissatisfied with me, I did all the things and decisions in those years, which have nothing to do with Gloria. I hope you don't impose your anger on Gloria. She is just a child."

"I also object, father. You said I was a woman and not qualified to inherit the Molton family, but now why did you choose Gloria as the successor? I'm your daughter! Where can I not compare with her? How can she be the heir to the Molton family? " Aurora also got up and looked at Geoffrey with emotion. Her pale face was a little bit more bloody, and her hand was as thin as bone. She clenched her fist tightly, just like an angry lioness.

"Why are you not qualified? Don't you have a point in your heart?" Geoffrey looked up at Aurora without concealing his disgust.

"I..." Aurora looked at Geoffrey. She felt like a maggot exposed to the sun. She lowered her head in fear. Her courage, which just came from nowhere, was drained. She sat back dejectedly. She looked at Gloria with some venomous eyes.

"Do you think I am a person who will vent my anger on the younger generation? In the past 20 years, have I ever done it? " Geoffrey's eyes turned to lance, with the same harshness and torture.

"No Lance was silent for a moment and shook his head. How proud of his father is that he has never done anything to him, let alone a younger generation, even after he canceled his inheritance more than 20 years ago.

"However, Gloria is still a child. How can she bear this responsibility? How can she be willing to do such a thing? Girls should have their own things that they want to do and are more suitable to do, instead of undertaking such a heavy task." Lance still shook his head, wondering why Geoffrey had made such a decision.

"Sister?" Mickey looks at Gloria with some worry.

"Father, it's my choice." At this moment, Gloria stood up, looked at lance who turned around in surprise, and said earnestly: "my father said that everyone has the right to choose freely, including women. I want to be an excellent businessman and the successor of the Morton family. This is my choice."

Cyril looked up at Gloria with surprise and anger in his eyes. Originally, he thought it was just Jeffrey's anger that made him nervous when he launched Gloria. But now, it seems that things are not so simple. Gloria had planned this for a long time.

"Gloria, you have to know that you will lose a lot of freedom when you become the successor candidate of a big family, and even you will not be able to decide what you should do. This is too unfair and too unfree for you." Lance looked at Gloria, relieved, but also worried.

"Father, the choice itself is a kind of freedom, isn't it?" Gloria looked at lance and said with a smile.

Lance was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a happy smile on his face. He nodded and said, "yes, since it's your choice, I should respect it instead of letting you accommodate my expectations for you."

"Thank you, father." Gloria said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, father, and thank you for your respect for Gloria's choice." Lance saluted Geoffrey solemnly and said gratefully.

"From today on, the Lauder shop in Aden square will be managed by Gloria. The specific matters will be explained to you by Bernard. There is a high mountain between the candidate and the successor. If you can't cross this mountain, you will be eliminated." Jeffrey ignored lance, looked at Gloria and said, then picked up the knife and fork on the table and began to cut the steak.