The trip north went smoothly. Yabei Mia had mastered excellent flying skills and had excellent endurance. In about three hours, the group arrived at the Blue Grassland.
This time they did not go to the herdsmen tribe again, but found a flat land near the water on the grassland and pitched a few tents as temporary shelter.
Breathing the warm and sober air on the grassland, looking at the blue sky and the sheep drinking water by the river in the distance, Mag took a long breath. I hope such a beautiful place will not be poisoned by the devil.
"Father, I'm going to catch the sheep -" Amy's voice came from a distance, like a little tiger pounced on the sheep.
The ugly duckling jumped up and down behind her, and tried to surround the sheep from the side, looking a bit like a hunting cat.
However, before the ugly duckling could exert its strength, Amy had already stepped forward and knocked one out with a stick, dragging two blue sheep back.
"Meow~"
After Amy dragged the two sheep back to the tent, the ugly duckling pretended to step forward and hit the sheep's head twice with its little paws. The soft paws were harmless.
Mag smiled and stepped forward to handle the two sheep. Not long after, the open-air mutton barbecue began.
Eating open-air grilled mutton skewers on the grassland. The happiness brought by the beautiful scenery and delicious food diluted many of the anxiety of leaving in a hurry.
Smiles gradually appeared on everyone's faces.
Mag stood by the grill, took a sip from his beer glass, and looked at the southern sky.
"Father, please eat some too." Amy grabbed two skewers of kebabs and handed them over on tiptoe.
"Yeah." Mag smiled and took the mutton skewers. He could only stay on the grassland for one night and had to rush back to the City of Chaos tomorrow morning.
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"Miss, I want you to go home right now." Mars walked into the office and looked at Gloria who was looking through the accounts and said.
"Now?" Gloria put down the account book, a little surprised.
"Yes, it seems there is something urgent." Mars nodded.
"Then I can only leave the rest of the accounts to you to reconcile." Gloria stood up. Although she was confused, she still went out and got into the carriage that Mars had arranged for her.
In Moreton Manor, Jeffrey looked at the clansmen gathered in the front yard and said with a somewhat solemn expression: "Go pack your things and prepare for a long trip."
"Travelling?" Everyone looked puzzled. Why did the clan leader suddenly ask them to pack up and leave? And almost all clan members?
"Father, why do you want us to travel far away? You don't want to drive us out of the house, do you?" Cyril looked nervous, and even his voice was trembling.
Sisters Hetty and Henie burst into tears immediately. Because their pocket money had been cut in the past two months, they had changed from rich girls to being inferior to ordinary families. It would be really miserable if they were still being kicked out of the house now.
The expressions of the other human tribe members also changed drastically when they heard this. For a while, various voices of begging and asking questions and cries were mixed together, making it extremely noisy.
"Shut up, everyone!" Jeffrey shouted in a deep voice.
Like thunder exploding, everyone immediately fell silent.
"You will do whatever I say. If you don't do what I say, I will kick you out of the house today." Jeffrey's eyes swept over everyone present, and finally focused on Cyril. His face was full of hatred: "If your mother hadn't stopped me, I would have kicked you, an unfilial son, out of the house!"
Cyril lowered his head and did not dare to say any more.
Others didn't dare to ask any more questions. Jeffrey, who single-handedly established the Moulton family's huge business, had dictator-like power in the family.
"Go, you only have half an hour, remember, each person can only bring one box." Jeffrey continued.
Everyone left one after another as if they had received amnesty.
"Why are you suddenly traveling far away? Does Gloria know the news?" Debra, Lance and Mickey walked towards their courtyard, looking puzzled and worried.
"Then I'll go find my sister. Even if we have to leave, we must let her go with us." Mickey volunteered.
"The master asked me to inform you that he has sent someone to bring Miss Gloria back, and she should be on the way now." An old servant came over and said respectfully.
"Thank you." Lance nodded slightly and led Debra and Mickey into his small courtyard.
"Pack up your things. Something must have happened, so my father asked everyone to pack up and leave so urgently." Lance said looking at Debra.
"Okay." Debra didn't ask any further questions. She took out four bamboo boxes from the utility room and began to pack clothes and important items.
Gloria returned to Moreton Manor. As soon as she entered the door, she was directly welcomed into the meeting hall by the old servant beside Jeffrey.
In the empty conference hall, only Jeffrey sat at the main seat, and Secretary-General McNard stood aside with a thick document in his hand.
"Sit opposite." Jeffrey said before Gloria could speak.
Gloria glanced at the position at the other end of the long table, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to sit down.
In the quiet meeting hall, Jeffrey looked at Gloria.
She also looked at him calmly.
The silence lasted for a long time, and Jeffrey finally spoke with a low voice: "I have decided to make you the sole heir of the Moulton family."
Gloria had a look of surprise on her face. Her cooperation with Mr. Mag in the textile industry had just begun. The first batch of cotton yarn had not yet been distributed, let alone turning the business back into profit. Why would Jeffrey do this? Suddenly making her the sole heir.
However, she quickly managed her expression, but she was not stunned by the sudden surprise. Instead, she looked at Jeffrey in confusion and said, "Grandpa, why did you choose to make me the sole heir now?"
Although she has been working hard for this, she doesn't want to get this spot out of nowhere. Maybe this is Jeffrey's test?
Jeffrey looked at Gloria with a deep look: "Because the Morton family is now facing an extremely dangerous disaster. If the worst happens, I hope the person who will lead the Morton family to continue is It can only be you."
"Disaster?" Gloria was still puzzled. Could it be that Cyril had caused some trouble again?
"You don't need to know too much about this matter now. You first sign this property inheritance letter, then go back and pack your things, and prepare to leave the City of Chaos with the clansmen and go to the Villa in Luodu. Now the City of Chaos is no longer Safe." Jeffrey shook his head.
"Although I don't know what happened, Dailan's new model will be launched soon, and the integration of the textile industry has reached the final stage. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the city of chaos at this time." Gloria shook her head.
