Billionaire's Sweetheart

In the end, Lareina still did not get the old lady's permission.

She left in a car, disappointed and sad.

The old lady cried silently, her expression was also very sad.

She sat in the car, holding the photos Lareina had given her, tearing them one by one.

"This damn vixen. Seeing that I didn't care about you, you killed my precious son. You better not be alive. See if I take care of you or not." The old lady tore the picture as if she were going to separate the two in it, and at the same time railed at the culprit who had broken up his son's marriage.

The driver's hands trembled as he listened to the old lady's words, which were even more ruthless than before.

From the looks of it, the old lady was really going to show her power.

It took the old lady a lot of effort to tear all the pictures to pieces, and then, resentfully, she had the driver pull over.

She directly asked the driver to take out a lighter and burned all of the woman's photos into ashes on the way back home.

The only other half of the photos were of her son.

The old lady could not help cursing, "You fool, why do you like that seductive woman so much? You didn't know that she had a face that could bring calamity to a country, and would bring harm to you sooner or later. But now, after you go to heaven, maybe she will climb up to get close to someone else and have a good life."

After the old lady finished cursing her son, she immediately called her grandson Edward.

When Edward saw his grandmother's call, he immediately became refreshed and asked in a gentle tone, "Grandmother, you were looking for me?"

The old lady's expression recovered its calmness, she directly spoke: "Investigate a woman named Anna Jones for me, tell me her current address and phone number."

When Edward heard his grandmother's furious tone, he was shocked.

"Grandma, does this woman have enmity with you?"

"Yes, she has a huge grudge with me, go investigate it immediately!" The old lady gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

"Oh, Grandma, can you tell me how she offended you?" Edward also wanted to know more about his grandmother's enemy.

"Don't ask so clearly, this is a grudge between her and me." The old lady interrupted his curiosity.

Edward had no choice but to ask: "Alright, I'll have someone investigate this woman."

"Be quick, it would be best if you investigate everything thoroughly for me today!" The old lady was so irritated to the extreme.

It was because of the alcohol that her son had gotten into a car accident. The old lady really wanted to know whether this Anna Jones had anything to do with it.

"Grandmother, don't be anxious. I'II definitely check it out as soon as possible." Edward could tell that his grandmother was extremely angry, so after hanging up, he quickly ordered his trusted aide Larry to quickly investigate this woman called Anna Jones.

Under Larry's investigation, a detailed list appeared on top of Edward's table.

"This Anna Jones is the wife of the chairman of the Tang Group. More than ten years ago, she had changed her name, and I heard that when she was young, she was a rare beauty, and she was once a model. She is now quite famous in the world of women." Larry explained.

Edward frowned, if he knew, he would not be so depressed, how did this woman offend Grandma? It wasn't enough to make her angry.

"Alright, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, go back to work!" Edward put away the information and raised his hand towards Larry.

Larry naturally did not dare to be curious anymore, and respectfully retreated.

Edward had a general understanding of Anna Jones, then he took a photo and sent it to his grandmother's phone.

The old lady couldn't wait to see how this woman was doing.

When she saw the information her grandson had sent her, she quickly put on her reading glasses and carefully looked at it.

"This vixen actually changed her name. No wonder I've never heard of her. Hah, her methods are really brilliant. She's even gotten rich again." After the old lady saw this, she immediately became angry, and saw that woman's telephone number.

Thus, she directly pulled it out.

A gentle female voice was heard, "Hello, who is this?"

"Anna Jones, you can't even recognize my voice?" The old lady mocked him mockingly, her tone filled with authority.

The other party remained silent for a few seconds before politely replying, "I'm sorry, but you may have made the wrong call. I don't know you."

"You don't know me? Stop pretending, originally you impatiently wanted to marry my son. Now you are telling me, you actually do not recognize me, Anna Jones, could it be that noble people forget everything?" The old lady immediately mocked her.

The other party's tone became unnatural, "You might have found the wrong person."

The old lady wanted to insult her a few more times, but the other party hung up the phone impatiently. From the looks of it, she was feeling guilty.