Chapter 422: 157: Terrence Lentz is Mr. Idler!_3<div>


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    Seeing his mother like this, Terrence Lentz’s thin lips opened slightly, “Mom, I’m going to go upstairs.”


    “Wait a second.” Eleanor Armstrong handed a card to Terrence, “Take this.”


    As her words fell, Eleanor continued, “There are five million in this card. If you run out, just let me know. When dating Vi, never let the girl spend money. It’s not only tasteless but alsocks grace.”<div>


    “Mom, I don’tck money.” Terrence tried to give the card back to his mother.


    “Take it!” Eleanor stuffed the card directly into Terrence’s pocket.


    “I really don’t want it.”


    At that moment, Patriarch Lentz came downstairs, “If you don’t want your mother’s, you should at least take mine, right?”


    “Grandfather, I really don’t need money right now,” Terrence continued, “Adam and I have invested in a project together, and it’s already in the profit stage.”


    Patriarch Lentz didn’t take these words to heart.


    Swantz Group is already being controlled by Derek Swantz, the illegitimate son of the Swantz family. As for Adam, he didn’t even have the ability to fight against Derek, where does his business acumene from, let alone his investment ability?


    Even if they did invest in a project, they were probably being tricked.


    It was no different than throwing money into the water.


    Patriarch Lentz said with a stern face, “I have heart disease now. If you don’t take this card, I’ll have an attack right in front of you!”


    With that, he immediately put his hand over his heart, looking like he could have an attack at any moment.


    Seeing his grandfather like this, Terrence had no choice but to ept the card.<div>


    Only then did Patriarch Lentz nod in satisfaction.


    It seemed he wouldn’t have to worry about Terrence running out of money for dating in the future.


    He nned to give Terrence a card every month.


    Terrence looked at Patriarch Lentz, “Grandfather, can I go upstairs now?”


    “You may,” Patriarch Lentz stepped aside, “Go on, get some rest. Don’t forget to dress up and look handsome tomorrow. Make Vi fall for you!”


    Terrence: ” ”


    He couldn’t help but feel that ever since his grandfather experienced a brush with death, he had changed a lot.


    Now, Patriarch Lentz seemed more like an old child.


    Eleanor handed the bank card in her hand to Patriarch Lentz, “Dad, you can give this card to Terrenceter.”


    “Alright.” Patriarch Lentz nodded.


    Patriarch Lentz continued, “Did I hear correctly just now? Vi ising over tomorrow?”


    “Yes.” Eleanor nodded.<div>


    Patriarch Lentz stroked his beard with a smile, “I knew Vi was a good girl.”


    Eleanor also smiled, “Dad, it’s gettingte. You should get some rest. I’m going upstairs.”


    “Hmm.”


    After returning to the room, Eleanor immediately told Han Lentz about the situation.


    Upon hearing this, Han wasn’t surprised at all.


    Because from the beginning until now.


    He knew that Vi Thompson and Elizabeth Thompson were different.


    They were not from the same world.


    Knowing that Vi would being the next day, Eleanor immediately informed Bartley Lentz and Len Lentz.


    She told the two brothers that they must all be home tomorrow.


    Only then could they show proper respect to Vi.


    After Eleanor left, Charlotte Young sneered, “Your parents are celebrating too soon! What if shees to call off the engagement tomorrow?”<div>


    Bartley alsoughed, “Not ‘what if,’ it’s ‘for sure.’ And whether shees or not is still up for debate.”


    The main reason was that the gap between Terrence and Vi is just too vast now.


    If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t choose such a fiancé.


    Let alone a family like the Thompson n.


    Only their parents have been unable to see the situation clearly, mistaking a good-for-nothing for a treasure.”


    At the same time.


    Elizabeth Thompson had already moved with her parents from the vi to an ordinary residential area.


    Olga, who suddenly moved from a wealthy neighborhood to an ordinary one, found it hard to adapt, as it felt like living in a pigeon cage to her.


    No maids, no chefs, no drivers…


    She had to do everything herself.


    Olga was at her wit’s end.


    Reg Thompson had fully recovered by now, and as he looked at the now bankrupt Thompson Group, he was full of worry.<div>


    Still unwilling to face reality, he tried to make aeback, but everything was like fishing for the moon in the water.


    He recalled his friend’s advice from the past.


    Raising his head, he looked at Elizabeth sitting there and tried to speak, “Elizabeth.”


    “Dad, what’s up?”


    Reg continued, “Do you still have contact with Trevor Sherman?”


    Upon mentioning Trevor, Elizabeth’s eyes dimmed for a moment.


    A momentter, she shook her head.


    Not to mention Trevor.


    Many of her former suitors had changed their attitudes towards her overnight after the incident, treating her like a virus to be avoided at all costs.