Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 78 – Chapter 78: 077: Can't even find a place to cry from regret

Chapter 78: 077: Can't even find a place to cry from regret

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Blythe Trenchard stood proudly in front of Terrence Lentz.

Arrogant.

She was the young lady of the Owen Clan, a real scholar.

Terrence Lentz was already a step below her.

If she could take a liking to Terrence Lentz and not look down on him, Terrence Lentz had no right to refuse her!

When Blythe Trenchard was waiting for Terrence Lentz to answer, he acted as if he hadn't seen her and strode forward.

“Terrence Lentz! ”

Blythe Trenchard was furious and grabbed Terrence Lentz.

With an impatient gaze, Terrence Lentz shook off Blythe Trenchard's hand, “If you're sick, go take your medicine.”

Looking at Terrence Lentz's back, Blythe Trenchard stomped her foot angrily.

That good- for-nothing!

He really went too far.

Did he think he was so remarkable?

“Terrence Lentz, who do you think you are? Why don't you look in the mirror and see yourself? It's your good fortune that 1 can have any regard for you! You should be grateful!” Blythe Trenchard shouted: “Go ask Elizabeth

Thompson if she can look up to you? Don't be shameless when given face!” Furious, Blythe Trenchard ran home.

Her older brother, Michael Trenchard, was reading a newspaper in the living room. Seeing his sister running back in a huff, he asked with a puzzled expression, “What's going on?”

“It's all because of the brilliant idea you suggested! Let me tell you, I'm not going to do this from now on! Whoever wants to chase that good-for-nothing can do so!”

Upon hearing this, Michael Trenchard immediately put down his newspaper, looked around, then closed the door. “What happened?”

“That good-for-nothing really pissed me off! ”

Michael Trenchard frowned, “How many times did I tell you not to say good-for-nothing all the time.”

“If he's not a good-for-nothing, then what is he?” Blythe Trenchard shouted angrily: 'You've been saying he's hiding his abilities all these years, but he's still the same. I think it's not him hiding his incompetence, but you're going crazy!'

That's right.

Blythe Trenchard didn't truly like Terrence Lentz.

The reason she dared to declare her love was entirely because of Michael Trenchard.

Three years ago, while on a business trip to England, Michael Trenchard saw Terrence Lentz.

At that time, Terrence Lentz was dressed in a suit with a black coat draped outside, white snowflakes falling on one shoulder. Someone holding an umbrella for him, another opening the car door, and a group of elite waiting for his command.

Michael Trenchard was shocked. He suddenly heard the title “Mister Xianting” being mentioned.

It turned out that the good-for-nothing who was famous in River City was actually the business tycoon, Mister Xianting.

Upon learning this news, Michael Trenchard felt like he'd been struck by lightning.

When he came to his senses, the man had already disappeared.

It was then that Michael Trenchard vowed to maintain a good relationship with the Lentz Clan, especially Terrence Lentz.

Knowing that Elizabeth Thompson looked down on Terrence Lentz, Michael Trenchard asked his sister to take the opportunity to get closer to him and pursue him.

This should have been a timely help for Terrence Lentz.

After all, there isn't a second person in River City who doesn't discriminate against Terrence Lentz now.

But who knew that Blythe Trenchard was so incompetent?

Michael Trenchard looked at Blythe Trenchard, “I'm telling you, someday Elizabeth Thompson will regret it! And by then, there will be no place for her to cry!!

Having said that, Michael Trenchard paused and continued: “They say there's only a thin veil separating a woman pursues a man, so why is it so difficult for you? Let me ask you, did you show an arrogant attitude?”

Blythe Trenchard snorted, “It's his good fortune that I can have any regard for him!”

Michael Trenchard sighed repeatedly, “Look at you, how can this work? How many times have I told you, men must be coaxed, sweet words and honeyed phrases are needed…”

Blythe Trenchard interrupted Michael Trenchard, “I don't want to hear more from you. Anyway, from now on 1 won't chase that good-for-nothing! If you want to chase him, do it yourself!”

Having said that, Blythe Trenchard turned and left.

Michael Trenchard watched her retreating figure and shook his head helplessly, “You'll end up regretting it like Elizabeth Thompson and won't find a place to cry.”

Hearing this, Blythe Trenchard sneered in her heart.

Crazy, utterly crazy.

She must be crazy to believe Michael Trenchard's words and think that Terrence Lentz was Mister Xianting.

If this got out, people would laugh!

She would never believe this nonsense again.

Sunday.

Doleman arrived at South Restaurant for his appointment.

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, a waiter greeted him, “Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhao?”

Doleman nodded his head.

The waiter continued, “Mr. Zhao, please follow me.”

Following the waiter to the private room.

Dunn saw the person coming and greeted with a smile, “Doleman.”

“Senior brother.'

Dunn continued, “Let me introduce you. This is our Boss Sherman. Boss

Sherman, this is my junior brother Doleman.”

Trevor Sherman stood up from his seat, reaching out to Doleman, nodding and smiling, “Mr. Zhao.”

Doleman shook Trevor Sherman's hand, “Boss Sherman is really a young talent.'

Trevor Sherman was much younger than Doleman had imagined, and if it weren't for his meeting with Viola Thompson, he would have thought he was an exceptional man.

But after seeing Viola Thompson, he no longer thought it's extraordinary. Trevor Sherman made a “please” gesture, “Mr. Zhao, please have a seat.” “Thank you,” Doleman bowed and sat down.

Dunn continued, “Doleman, our Boss Sherman is very easygoing and values talent. You don't have to be restricted in front of him. Just speak your mind.”

“Alright.” Doleman nodded.

Trevor Sherman signaled the waiter to serve the dishes.

Soon, the dishes were placed on the table.

After some small talk, Trevor Sherman raised his glass towards Doleman, “Mr. Zhao, thank you for recommending the Great Master to resolve the crisis of the Sherman Clan. This is a toast to you.”

Doleman promptly raised his glass, “Boss Sherman, you're being too polite. I'm just an intermediary. In fact, it's the Great Master who should be thanked the most.'

“It's all thanks.'

With that, Trevor Sherman finished his drink and said, “Speaking of the Great

Master, are you acquainted with him in real life, Mr. Zhao?”

Doleman didn't know how to answer that. He scratched his head. “Yes, you could say that. He's the master of a friend of mine.”

Trevor Sherman nodded, '1 1 see.'

With that, Trevor Sherman continued, “Mr. Zhao, actually, this time I invited you here because I wanted to ask you a favor.”

“If there's anything you need, Boss Sherman, just say it,” Doleman replied.

Before Trevor Sherman could speak, Dunn interjected, “Boss Sherman still wants to meet the Great Master in person.”

Trevor Sherman was very curious.

What kind of person could resolve the crisis of the Sherman Clan within twenty minutes?

Most importantly, he was still in his senior year of high school.

A high schooler with such incredible abilities was unheard of.

If he couldn't collaborate with him, it would be a lifelong regret for Trevor Sherman.

Upon hearing this, Doleman frowned slightly, “That might be a bit difficult.”

Trevor Sherman took out a blank check and placed it on the table, “As long as

Mr. Zhao can help arrange a meeting, you can fill in any amount on the check. ”

Doleman immediately waved his hand, “Boss Sherman, it's not about the money.”

Trevor Sherman looked at Doleman.

Doleman continued, “The main thing is that the Great Master is busy with the College Entrance Examination recently. How about this? Let me discuss with him first?”

Trevor Sherman slightly nodded, “That would be great. Thank you, Mr. Zhao.”

With that, Trevor Sherman pushed the check in front of Doleman.

But Doleman firmly refused. “No rewards for no services..

Chapter end