Chapter 144 Termination For All Who Miswrite

Later, Heather Barton passed away in a car accident and Kent Barton took over the company. The siblings had a good relationship. The death of Heather Barton was a huge blow to Kent. Kent converted his grief into determination and numbed himself by putting his all into his career every day. For more than ten years, he never once slacked off, and he eventually turned Moonlight Group from a small company into a large corporation.

Kent also raised Heather’s daughter, Annalise Barton, as his own child. Kent’s daughters, Abigail Barton and Annalise Barton, were of the same age, so he had always considered them twins. No matter what he bought for Abigail Barton, he would always do the same for Annalise. Sometimes, he even treated Annalise Barton better than his own biological daughter.

According to insider information, the reason why Kent Barton had sent Annalise Barton to the countryside was that they had met a sage-like Daoist priest in the cemetery on the day they buried Heather Barton’s ashes. The Daoist priest had noted that Annalise possessed a strange fate. After asking for her time of birth, he explained that Annalise was fated to bear hardships in her life and that it would be best for her to be sent to live in the countryside. Allowing her to live closer to nature would in turn allow her to have a brighter future.

The Daoist priest had also mentioned that the sooner Annalise Barton was sent to the countryside, the better it would be. Kent was reluctant to do so and asked the Daoist priest how long he could delay it. The priest told him six years old at the latest.

Hence, when Annalise Barton was 6 years old, Kent had no choice but to send Annalise to live in the countryside. She was sent to the countryside to be closer to nature, described by the priest as supplementing her lacking earth and wood energy.

Unexpectedly, after Annalise Barton grew up, she became an ingrate. Even though her uncle Kent was sick, she still aggressively forced Kent to hand over his company shares, hurriedly proceeding to hold at shareholders’ meeting with the intention of harvesting and enjoying the fruits of his labor. She even wanted to kick Kent Barton out of the company.

Barton was very kind. The fact that Annalise Barton had grown to become such an ingrate must have been because she inherited the genes of

the same dresses and tiny tiaras. They looked like little princesses. Annalise’s eyes welled up as she looked

but she would still turn stupid when it came to matters of the

content and photos were obviously provided by Kent himself. Not only did he label her as an ingrate, he even brought up her background in order to convince the public

years old back then. She was dressed so beautifully, looking so pure and cute, and smiling so sweetly. Her eyes were filled with joy. At the time, her mother must have

Julian wiped the tears on her face with heartache. She looked up at him and her nose twitched. She

He looked at her deeply. “Yes, we are people without mothers to love us. In the future, we will love each other well. We’ll love our children well, too. Our children will be the happiest babies in the world.”

child. He asked gently. “Do you want me to arrange for someone to manage the Moonlight Group?” Annalise sniffed

to manage a Fortune 500 company, and was only willing to come because of her good relationship with

out and relax, just the two of

could even say that her mentor was her father. Now that they were married, it was only natural that he should visit him personally. “Sure, then we’ll go back to the village tomorrow after we’ve settled the

Ten minutes had passed, and nothing still. After half an hour, there was still no news. He

but sha would still turn stupid whan it cama to mattars

Kant himsalf. Not only did ha labal har as an ingrata, ha avan brought up har background in ordar

baan thraa yaars old back than. Sha was drassad so baautifully, looking so pura and cuta, and smiling so swaatly. Har ayas wara fillad with joy. At tha tima, har mothar must hava still baan around, right? Only a child with a mothar

taars on har faca with haartacha. Sha lookad up at him and har nosa twitchad. Sha suddanly huggad his nack and prassad

lookad at har daaply. “Yas, wa ara paopla without mothars to lova us. In tha futura, wa will lova aach othar wall. Wa’ll lova our childran wall, too. Our childran will ba tha happiast babias in tha world.” “Yaah.” Annalisa falt har throat constrict and sha chokad a littla. “Don’t cry. Mum

back as if ha was comforting a child. Ha askad gantly. “Do you want ma

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