Chapter 289: 289: Expelled from Marshall Family<div>


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    Olivia Jenkins’ eyes red menacingly as she interrogated Be Thompson, “Miss Thompson, have I upset your ancestral spirits? Or is it because smoke is rising from your family’s graves, giving you such confidence to undermine me in this way?


    Be Thompson lowered her eyes slightly, too scared to refute.<div>


    Could it be possible that her conversation with Michael Marshall was overheard by the old man?


    The old man had exactly echoed her words to Michael. Could the old man have arranged a spy to watch her, or had he been monitoring her for a while now?


    Even talking at home wasn’t safe, there was no privacy, she had no secrets, this family was pretty scary. Be Thompson felt a tight knot in her heart, her hands gripped tightly, her long nails dug into her palms. She didn’t seem to feel the pain as she tried to maintain herposure.


    Blinking, Be Thompson grew more and more flustered. Her facial expression contorted, her pupils contracted, her eyes unconsciously narrow.


    She wished there was a hole in the living room floor she could crawl into.


    Be Thompson also hoped that she was deaf, hearing nothing, and everything would just continue as normal.


    Daniel Marshall was filled with a dangerous aura. His cold eyes were full of intimidation, “Miss Thompson, since my wife has confronted you directly, it’s only fair you tell us exactly where she offended you. Let us evaluate this so that you stop sowing discord behind our backs and causing the Marshall family to be in constant turmoil.”


    A chill flickered in Olivia’s eyes and she pressed assertively, “Miss Thompson, speak your mind here and now. So you won’t need to secretly nder me behind my back. If you’re not happy with me, if you haveints, wherever I’ve crossed you, please say it out loud. Do not constantly belittle me behind my back and make a fool of me.”


    As a senior, she had been bullied up to this point, where could she hide her face now?


    Be Thompson’s eyes welled up. She looked at Michael Marshall pathetically, hoping he could help her out of this predicament.


    Daniel and Olivia were both pping her in the face, and the old man was helping them, making her and her husband feel ufortable in front of everyone. Could Michael just swallow his pride and let them do this?<div>


    Be Thompson was on the verge of tears, eagerly waiting for Michael to extend a hand of help. She still hoped Michael could uphold their dignity as a couple within this family.


    Michael Marshall pursed his lips and didn’t say a word. Be Thompson immediately fell into despair. Her heart felt as though it fell into the abyss.


    Olivia Jenkins showed her full determination, a trace of disdainful coldughter emerged from the corner of her mouth, “I take my career seriously, and yet it seems to you that I’m squandering everything. Do you all consider me a disgrace who drinks the lifeblood of the Marshall family? Do you all think I’ll fall to such an unfortunate fate to lose everything?


    Do you dare to bet with me? If I can turn Quiet Video’s losses into profits and turn it into a top long video tform, does the Marshall Family dare to give Light Media to me? I’ll ce my bets, do you dare to bet against me?”


    With Olivia’s eagle-like sharp eyes bursting with intense coldness, she boldly stared at her father-inw and Be Thompson.


    Her dominance frightened everyone present. They were all watching her.


    Light Media belonged to her son. If Light Media fell into Olivia’s hands again, she and her son will truly have nothing left. Be Thompson jumped out anxiously and used Olivia.


    “You are so ambitious. You’re just trying to seize the opportunity to take over Light Media. You dishonest woman are so vicious. I didn’t misjudge you. It’s you who wants to stir up strife in the Marshall family. You are up to no good, you even want to swallow Marshall Corporation. Your greedy nature is finally showing itself, you should be kicked out of the Marshall Family immediately.”


    The color of Alexander Marshall’s face was terrifyingly dark, and his deep eyes were full of furious mes, “Be Thompson, enough! I don’t want to see you, leave Beverly Hills immediately and go back to your mother’s house!”