"That is why he needs to die." Mingyu was the one who spoke up.
He could not help but exclaim. "The power of blood relations sure is amazing. Sister, you've relied on your abilities and your schemes to please the Old Brushweiler yet he remains wary of you. Lisa didn't seem to have done anything, yet with the way Elder Brushweiler looks at her, it's as though he knows she is his family. Even outsiders must be wondering if Lalisa is his actual granddaughter."
"Why aren't they wondering if Lalisa is his kept mistress?" Nancy responded hatefully. "If unpleasant rumours begin to spread, we'll slander Lalisa in this way."
"How could you possibly slander her?" Mingyu narrowed his eyes. "Carelessly placing crimes over her head won't do you any good, unless we're able to find some proper evidence. Besides, Elder Brushweiler has grieved for his wife for years. He doesn't have any inappropriate thoughts whatsoever towards anyone. Considering his age, he most likely doesn't even have the ability to do so anymore. Furthermore, no matter how wealthy the Brushweiler family is, it's still second to the Jeon family. Lalisa has just become Madam Jeon. I'm afraid there won't be any media outlet that dares to write such headlines."
"That's true. I just lost my mind due to anger. A false accusation won't cause any harm to Lisa." A hint of hatred flashed past Nancy's eyes. "As of now, the only way for me to become the Brushweiler Group's successor is for Jingyuan to die. Only then will I gain possession of the entire Brushweiler Group."
Huang Zhishu stopped her. "Don't carry out any plans for now. The man has just gifted Lisa those stocks. If something happens to him, others might suspect that you did it because you were unhappy with him."
"I understand." Nancy nodded. "I'll have to scheme slowly to make sure that damned old man passes away slowly without realising anything..."
At this moment, Lisa had already left the wedding venue. She stepped into the Yu Ting Villa's main building and rested on the couch.
A helper guided Jingyuan into the living room. "Director Brushweiler, this way please."
"Grandfather Brushweiler..." Lisa saw him and immediately stood up. She waved the helpers away. "Leave us for now."
"Understood." All the helpers left the living room.
Jingyuan watched her and immediately understood. "Lisa, do you wish to speak to Grandfather Brushweiler alone? I'm going to speak first. If it's about those ten percent shares, I definitely won't take it back."
"No, I'll protect the shares on your behalf." Lisa supported him to sit on the couch. She then personally poured him a cup of tea.
Brushweiler Jingyuan held the teacup for a sip. "It's a premium grade of Bi Luo Chun. What a good tea!"
"Grandfather Brushweiler..." Lisa hesitated.
He spoke up, "Little girl, what is it? Go ahead and speak frankly."
"In that case, I'll go straight to the point." Lisa's expression was serious. "Grandfather Brushweiler, there's only very little time before you will pass away. At that time, Nancy, the only successor of the Brushweiler family, will declare to the world that you died from a heart attack."
"That's impossible!" Jingyuan slammed his walking stick against the ground. "I don't have any heart diseases."
"In other words, someone is targeting your life." Lisa appeared certain of this.
"You're speaking of matters that have yet to happen. Lisa, how do you know this?" Brushweiler Jingyuan saw that she appeared very certain of what would happen. He struggled to contain his disbelief.
Lisa sat down on the couch across from him. Her gaze turned cold as she stared at the coffee table. Very quickly, the fruits, the teapot, the fruit knife and the napkins on the table... began floating.
When Jingyuan saw this, his wrinkled face fully conveyed his shock. "You..."