Chapter 258
The atmosphere at the dining table instantly becvery serious.
A mix of low pressure emanated from several people, a bit intimidating. The servants who were waiting on the
side for instructions were scared and retreated.
Chris and his wife both looked up, glaring at Lianne.
Eder frowned and his face turned cold, his expression beneath the ghost mask particularly gloomy.
Lianne also felt a chill from this situation, but she arrogantly snorted, forcibly reclaiming her presence. “Why are
you all looking at me? Everything | said is the truth.”
She wanted to say it right in front of Eder, making him see that Laura was nothing but a dirty slut!
Mr. Smith was a little unhappy and coughed lightly twice. “We're having a meal. Why are you bringing these
things up? Shut up and eat your food!”
Lianne was still quite tactful, knowing that she had already achieved her goal of provoking a
conversation.
The gaze of Chris and his wife, as well as Eder, turned to Sylvia who was sitting beside them.
She was quietly eating her meal, her face devoid of any extra expression, as if she hadn't heard Lianne’s
words just now.
This was not like her usual retaliatory personality.
Eder found it strange and tentatively picked up a mushroom, which she didn’t like, and put it in her bowl. “This
one is nutritious, and the taste is actually not bad. You should eat more.”
Sylvia's hand suddenly stopped. In front of everyone, she didn’t speak but just stared back at Eder.
Only Eder knew that this stare was a warning, indicating that she was clearly holding back her anger.
She had anger inside but didn’t release it, which was not her usual style.
Eder didn’t know what she was thinking, but he knew that if he let that mushroom, which the most, end up in her
bowl, he might experience something when they returned htonight.
So he consciously picked the mushroom back from her bowl and ate it himself.
Sylvia's expression finally eased.
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Mr. Smith noticed this scene, and his deep and turbid eyes narrowed slightly. It was Mr. Smithar what he
was thinking.
The meal was not enjoyed pleasantly.
When Mr. Smith saw Eder drop his spoon.he smiled gently and asked, “Eder, do the dishes prepared by the Smith
fmily’s chef suit your taste?”
“They're fine. I'm already full. Mr. Smith, take your time.”
Mr. Smith also stopped eating, “I've had enough as well, but I'm getting old, and my legs aren't good. | want to
go to the study and find a few books. Let them continue eating. Can you pushthere?”
It was obvious that he wanted to have a private conversation with Eder.
“Okay.” Eder didn’t hesitate and got up, walking behind Mr. Smith to help push his wheelchair.
Once they left, Lianne continued speaking, “Sylvia, you're really fortunate. Both of your marriages are second-
hand goods, and yet Ederdoesn’t mind and is willing to marry you. You should be grateful to the Smith family’s
influence... Ah!”
She had just finished speaking when Sylvia picked up the half-filled glass of juice from the table and accurately
splashed it on her, across the long table. The juice splattered all over her, even on her hair.
She widened her eyes. “How dare you splash me?”
Sylvia coldly raised her eyebrow. “Why wouldn't | dare? Ederwas here just now, his first thaving a meal at
the Smith family. | tolerated you once, but who knew you would have no sense of propriety and take advantage.”
“This is the Smith family! | am your stepmother!”
Sylvia sneered. “Other than Daddy, who in this familyrecognizes your status? Don’t you have any self-
awareness? You always like to cout seeking attention, it seems you deeply realize how absurdly you were
born and how pitifully you live.”
“You!”
Lianne’s face turned red with anger as she glanced at Chris and his wife. Both of them wore indifferent
expressions, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.
Sylvia noticed Lianne’s gaze and mocked her, “What are you looking at? Do you expect them to for you? They
are my real brother and sister-in-law. It’s already a favor tothat they don’t handthe knife to cut you, all
thanks to our father’s face.”
Once Mr. Smith left, Lianne lost her support, feeling frustrated and on the verge of tears.
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Seeing her hesitation, Sylvia sneered, “Besides running your mouth and dinging to my father’s coat talis, what
else are you capable of
Lianne was speechless.
“If you keep your tail tucked and stay low-key, | can let you enjoy the last wave of wealth and prosperity before |
inherit the family business. But if you provoke me...
She paused, her eyes sharp and menacing, leaning closer to Lianne as the whispered. TIl have someone kidnap
you in a few days and dump you in the deep mountains to feed the wild boars.”
Lianne’s eyes narrowed. “I dare you to try!”
“Oh, you can test ine. I've always been rebellious. Do you think I'm incapable?”
Confronted with Sylvia's intense and icy stare, Lianne fell into complete silence.
In the study, Eder assisted Mr. Smith in searching for books on the top
“Is it this one? Or that one?”
shelf
Mr. Smith adjusted his reading glasses and squinted. “The one in the middle.”
Eder retrieved it and handed it to him.
Mr. Smith’s aged hands gently caressed the book cover. He spoke calmly, “Initially, | agreed to your engagement
with her because | appreciated your decisive nature in the business field. How have the two of you been getting
along during your ttogether?”
Eder stood obediently, listening, but a trace of doubt emerged in his mind. It seemed like Mr. Smithwas no longer
satisfied with him.
“Sylvia takes good care of me, and I'm grateful to her. Rest assured, Mr. Smith, she is the precious gem of
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the Lu family, and she’s also the one | want to cherish in my hands for the rest of my life, | will take good
care of her.”
Although his words were sincere, Mr. Smith’s expression grew increasingly serious, even accompanied by
a sigh.
“Mr. Smith?”
“It's good that you think that way, but my daughter has been spoiled bysince childhood. She always wants
to have the upper hand in everything she does, and she doesn’t hold back when speaking, even to her elders.
Her nature makes her susceptible to losses, so I'm looking for a partner who can subdue her and teach her
obedience.”
Eder tightly pressed his lips, refraining from an immediate response.
He couldn’t understand. Isn't it every father’s wish for their son-in-law to adore and pamper their daughter? Mr.
Smith actually wanted him to transform Sylvia into a submissive wife?
For twenty-three years, her fiery temperament couldn't be contained. It was nearly impossible for him to
suddenly take over and achieve that.
Mr. Smith continued, “Sylvia always listens to her eldest brother. Only he can rein her in. | hope you can learn
from him in this regard.”
Did he want him to learn from Chris?
They were adversaries, and Chris had even sent people to kill him before. If it weren't for Sylvia, they might have
becenemies.
“Mr. Smith, actually... Sylvia listens towhen it comes in important matters.”
Mr. Smith saw through his attempt to conceal. “There's no need to hide it. I've heard about your affairs.”
Eder was taken aback.
He had heard?
Were rumors spreading about him and Sylvia?
Mr. Smith stated, “I'm growing old, and | probably won't be able to be with my children for many more years. If
you can’t fulfill my wish, | will have to reconsider your engagement.”
Eder immediately assumed a determined stance, squatting down to meet Mr. Smith's gaze from the wheelchair.
“Mr. Smith, rest assured, | will properly guide Sylvia and make her an obedient and virtuous wife!”