Chapter 1997

"Should Mr. McGonagall be closed? I don't know if it will disturb him now or in the past Gloria, sitting in the carriage and resting with her eyes closed, thought to herself.

Her beautiful face, hard to hide the color of exhaustion.

A few days ago, Jeffrey officially announced that she would become the only successor of the Morton family, and began to fully delegate power to let her take charge of family affairs.

And Jeffrey personally trained her, gave her support in all aspects, let her quickly establish authority in the family industry, and quickly start.

However, for a novice who has just started to contact with business management in recent months, although she has made great efforts to digest the information, she still has a feeling of insufficient strength.

I didn't sleep last night. I've dealt with some business this morning. She's going to talk to Mr. McGonagall at the McMillan restaurant. Even if it's just a cup of tea with him, maybe she can settle down a little.

"Here's the McMillan, miss." The carriage was stable, and the voice of the coachman came from outside.

"All right." Gloria got up and got out of the carriage.

"A month off?" Three minutes later, Gloria stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at the sign on the door, looking a little surprised and lost.

The restaurant closed for a month without warning.

Gloria was inexplicably lost. It was like a very important person had suddenly gone away, and she didn't say goodbye to herself.

After standing in silence at the door of the restaurant for a long time, Gloria sat on the bench outside the restaurant for a long time.

About half an hour later, Gloria suddenly stood up, turned and looked at the shining sign of the McMillan restaurant in the sun, with a big smile on her face.

"Mr. McGonagall said that life is his own. Only he can control and decide. Since he has chosen this road, he will go on without hesitation." Gloria turned and walked towards the carriage. She had recovered her calm and self-confidence, and her tired face was swept away.

"To the Dylan factory." Said Gloria, as she got into the carriage.

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"Well, what's the matter? What's a good world to fight?" Abraham stood by the carriage and sighed as he watched the people carrying all kinds of things to the flying mount.

A ride came from a distance.

"Here it is With a twinkle in his eyes, Abraham watched expectantly as the knight rushed from a distance and stopped in front of him.

Abraham looked at the empty handed knight and frowned, "where's breakfast?"

"Your Highness, the Maimi restaurant is closed. The notice on the door says that the children are going to have a holiday. They are going to go out to play and collect materials. They will be closed for a month." The knight was a little nervous.

"And that kind of thing?" Abraham's eyes glared, but he didn't expect to leave the city of chaos for his last breakfast.

"But boss Mai dotes on the little boss the most. It's OK to take the children out for fun during the holidays. It's just that he's suffering the customers who are addicted to the restaurant." Abraham sighed, but he couldn't hide his smile.

"Haha, I can't eat it, and neither can you. I feel better when I think about it." Abraham got into the carriage and said, "let's go!"

"How about your breakfast, your highness?"

"Besides the Maimi restaurant, is there anything worth eating in this chaotic city? Go back to Luodu and eat again. " The voice of Abraham came from the carriage.

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"Lord of the city, Maimi restaurant suddenly announced that it was closed for a month. Boss Mai took the little boss out to play and collect materials." Dix reported Michael the work, by the way.

"Out of business for a month?" Michael looked up from the files and looked at Dix in surprise.

"Yes, it's the first time that the restaurant has been closed for such a long time." Dix nodded and said with some admiration, "it's the chef like boss Mai who dares to close a restaurant for a month at the peak of business, just to take his children out to play."

"Well." Michael's eyes re focused on the information in front of him. I'm afraid McGonagall didn't just take his children to play this time. Yesterday, the news of the slaughtering of the whole family of the army officers in lodu was sent to McGonagall. Today, he's closed down. Most of them have some connection.

But Michael didn't go deep into it. Alex and Elena didn't act in the right way, let alone report to him.

"By the way, Lord, in the morning post sent back from the twilight forest today, Auster announced that the Ogg tribe had committed the lodu massacre, and issued a stern warning to the Los empire that if the Los Empire dares to invade the twilight forest again, it will suffer more severe attacks." Dix extracted an urgent letter from a pile of secret letters.

"The fool?" Michael took the letter and frowned.

"Don't you think the orcs did it?" Dix was a little surprised by Michael's reaction. The orcs should have the most motive and action to do this, and Auster himself admitted that.

"Although Oster is not very smart, Yazi, but now he is too busy to organize a massacre in lodu." Michael shook his head.

"Then why did he admit it?"

"This fool mostly wants to absorb those tribes who are separated from the war faction again, so he has to admit that in the current situation, the Los Empire should not risk being attacked by all ethnic groups to wage war against Twilight forest again." Michael said in a low voice.

"But in this case, the people in Los empire are excited, and Andre has a legitimate reason to send troops. It's not difficult to win the Ogg tribe with another thunderbolt." Dix's brow was tight when he heard the words.

Michael put down his secret letter, looked at Dix and said, "get ready. I want to write a letter to the Falk tribe. At present, during the truce, all parties must deal with the matter calmly. Once the situation gets out of control, Nolan is likely to be dragged into a new round of racial war. At that time, no one will be able to return to the sky."

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"I heard that something big happened outside. I don't know what's going on. It's really worrying..." Vanessa, sitting by the window, put down her food magazine and held the heater in her hand. Looking at the bare branches outside the courtyard wall, she was worried.

"Princess, you don't want to run out again?" Lola put a plate of snacks in front of Vanessa and whispered.

"Nonsense, am I such an ignorant person?" Vanessa's eyes widened a little, and she made a bit of a menace, but her eyes widened, and on the contrary she added a bit of loveliness.

"Of course not." Lola nodded.

"Lola, look at this heart box. It's big and round. Does it look like a pot of hot pot..."