Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 22: He’s Going to Be a Killjoy

Overly praised—yet quite fitting.

Levi Blair saw Thea Shaw and beca even more excited.

He couldn’t help but say, "Yesterday, when I t you and asked your na, you didn’t tell . Turns out you’re Uncle Sutton’s daughter. Had I known your identity earlier, I would have visited sooner."

Mr. Sutton struggled to maintain his smile.

Do we need your visit?

Shaless!

All these shaless ones are here for my daughter!

Thea Shaw, having been the Great National Master for thirty years, had seen all sorts of situations and quickly grasped the gist of it. She didn’t speak but simply smiled and said, "Hello, Auntie Blair."

Laney Blair smiled brightly, "Ah, so well-behaved. All these years I’ve thought how wonderful it would be if I had a daughter like Thea."

Thea: ...

The implication was too obvious, and Mrs. Sutton found it hard to maintain her image.

Sadly, the visitors had their objectives, and thus Sutton family could only feign hospitality.

It’s uncertain whether Thea would sense sothing amiss.

——

Since the banquet, Landon Ford hadn’t returned to the Ford Estate.

His father was there, and unless summoned by his grandfather, he didn’t bother going back to see his annoying father.

He usually worked at the company or stayed at hotels, and if socializing with friends, he’d settle at a clubhouse.

Right after a eting at the company, his close friend Milo Bishop, who was also his right-hand man, knocked and entered, his elite and restrained face frad by golden glasses, wore a smile: "Landon, it’s my birthday party tonight, you must co."

The man behind the chair wore a black shirt, neatly buttoned to the neck with a tie.

His slender fingers pinched the bridge of his nose, brow furrowed in a dark manner, he responded with a faint ’hm’.

Milo suddenly said, "I heard yesterday was that woman’s birthday. Did your dad specially accompany her?"

Landon Ford suddenly opened his eyes, the dark pupils revealed a chilling sharpness: "Don’t ntion such killjoys."

His voice was cold and harsh.

Milo raised his hands, saying, "I know, but let tell you sothing interesting. Do you rember the little fairy that showed up at the Ford family banquet? The newly returned Sutton daughter. Levi Blair and his mom visited the Sutton family today. Who do you think they’re after?"

Landon Ford’s body instantly tensed, "This morning?"

Milo: "Yes, just recently."

Since Levi Blair was Warren Ford’s illegitimate son, a threat to Landon Ford, Milo and his crew ticulously tracked all movents.

Landon Ford imdiately stood up, grabbed his lightweight coat as he left the office, clearly planning to leave.

Milo was montarily stunned before reacting: "Where are you going?"

His voice always carried a naturally hostile tone, and now it had a hint of a smile, making it even colder: "Going to be a spoil-sport."

Milo: "..."

Is that what I think it ans?

About ten seconds later, Milo quickly chased after him: "There’s another eting this afternoon, not attending?"

Landon Ford didn’t respond, his gesture of pressing the elevator button to go down made his attitude clear.

Milo paused in place, suddenly recalling that the night before, after the banquet ended, Milo had left to handle business affairs, while Landon Ford went out with a group of young gentlen, soone ntioned in passing: "Brother Landon seed to ask if the Sutton family’s little fairy was swapped at birth."

Just a sentence, no other aning.

Yet now Milo sensed a different implication.

——

Seated in the Sutton house, Thea Shaw listened to Laney Blair’s flattering words.

Until her phone vibrated.

[Landon: Your phone wasn’t broken? Did you get it replaced?]

Thea: ...