"Today, I have an announcement to make."
In the lavish dining hall of the Moreton Manor, Geoffrey sat at the head of the table with a serious expression on his face.
Mickey had just picked up his fork, but he quickly put it back down. He sat up straight again, and looked at Geoffrey with a hint of awe and veneration in his eyes.
Cyril was a little distracted. He looked down at the plate in front of him, as if he were awaiting judgment.
The noblewoman sitting beside him was also quite pale. She was glaring at Gloria with a vicious look in her eyes, and her hands were clenched into tight fists.
Herty and Hernie were also smiling. Whenever their grandfather spoke like this, it was always their uncle's family that was going to be reprimanded. This had always been the case during the past few years, and it had become an interesting activity before every meal. However, they didn't know if it was their uncle or Gloria who was going to be reprimanded this time. After all, she had contradicted their grandfather last time, and even left the dining hall midway.
"Master …" Madam Denise Marquis, who was sitting beside Geoffrey, wanted to say something, but her eyes were filled with concern.
"Shut up." Geoffrey took a glance at her, and spoke in an implacable voice.
Denise immediately fell silent. She lowered her head, and didn't dare to say anything else.
Lance sat up straight. He didn't know what Geoffrey was going to say, but no matter what he said, it wouldn't change his mind, even if he were to be chased out of the Moreton Manor.
Debra looked down at Gloria with a concerned look on her face. He didn't hold Gloria against Geoffrey after the incident, but was she going to be held accountable again?
"Did Grandfather agree to my request?" Gloria was sitting at the very end of the table, and her purple eyes were filled with anticipation as she stared at Geoffrey. Her hands were clasped together under the table, and it was as if she were waiting for the final judgment.
"Tsk tsk, what's going on today? Is the weather going to change?" A hint of interest appeared on Aurora's deathly pale face. She took a glance at the nervous Cyril, and her interest was further piqued.
Geoffrey's gaze finally landed on Gloria. He said in a deep voice, "I hereby announce that from today onwards, Gloria is a candidate to inherit Family Moreton. She has the same right to inherit Family Moreton as Cyril."
The restaurant suddenly fell into a dead silence. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.
Cyril and his wife's faces instantly turned deathly pale. They looked at each other, their lips trembling.
"How … how is this possible?!" Herty and Hernie's mouths were wide open, and their faces were filled with disbelief. They looked at Gloria, who was wearing a veil over her head. This person who didn't even dare to show her face was actually a candidate for Family Moreton's successor, just like their father.
In other words, Cyril's original status as the sole successor was no longer valid. Family Moreton might even be led by Gloria one day.
"That's great!" Gloria clenched her fists tightly. She was so excited that she almost jumped up.
Mickey and Debra also looked at Gloria in disbelief.
"Father, I object to this matter!" At this moment, Lance suddenly stood up. He looked at Geoffrey with a solemn expression and said, "Father, no matter how dissatisfied you are with me, I was the one who made the decision back then. It has nothing to do with Gloria. I hope you won't vent your anger on Gloria. She's just a child."
"I object as well. Father, you said that I was a woman and had no right to inherit Family Moreton. But why did you choose Gloria as your successor? I'm your daughter! How am I inferior to a little girl like her? What right does she have to be the successor of Family Moreton? " Aurora also rose to her feet as she looked at Jeffree with an agitated expression. A hint of color had returned to her pale face, and her bony hands were tightly clenched into fists, giving her the appearance of an enraged lioness.
"Don't you have any idea why you don't have the right?" Geoffrey looked up at Aurora. He didn't hide his disgust at all.
"I …" Aurora met Geoffrey's gaze. She felt like a maggot that was suddenly exposed to the sun. She lowered her head in fear. She didn't know where her courage came from, but it was all gone. She sat back down dejectedly and looked at Gloria with a venomous gaze.
"Do you think I'm someone who would vent my anger on the younger generation? Have I ever done that in the past twenty years? " Geoffrey's gaze fell on Lance. His gaze was also stern and interrogative.
"No." Lance shook his head. After a moment of silence, he shook his head. His father was such a proud person. He didn't do anything to him even after he revoked his right to inherit the family more than twenty years ago. It was impossible for him to do anything to the younger generation.
"But Gloria is still a child. How can she bear this kind of responsibility? How can she be willing to do something like this? A girl should have something she wants to do and something she's more suited for. She shouldn't take on such a heavy responsibility." Lance still shook his head. He didn't understand why Geoffrey would make such a decision.
"Sister?" Mickey looked at Gloria with a worried expression.
"Father, this is my own choice." Right at this moment, Gloria stood up and looked at Lance who had turned around with a surprised expression. She said earnestly, "Father, you said that everyone has the right to choose, including women. I want to become an excellent businesswoman and the successor of Family Moreton. This is my choice."
Cyril looked up at Gloria with surprise and anger in his eyes. He had thought that Geoffrey had pushed Gloria out of anger to make him nervous. However, it seemed that things weren't as simple as they seemed. Gloria had planned this all along.
"Gloria, you have to know that if you become the successor of a large family, you will lose a lot of freedom. You won't even be able to decide what you want to do most of the time. This is very unfair to you." Lance looked at Gloria with relief and concern.
"Father, making this choice is a kind of freedom in itself, isn't it?" Gloria looked at Lance with a smile.
Lance was stunned for a moment before a gratified smile appeared on his face. He nodded and said, "Yes, since this is your choice, I should respect it. I shouldn't let you accommodate my expectations."
"Thank you, Father." Gloria smiled.
"I'm sorry, Father. Thank you for respecting Gloria's choice." Lance bowed solemnly to Geoffrey with gratitude.
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