Chapter 1600: 393: Is it really Mr. Terrence? _2 Chapter 1600: 393: Is it really Mr. Terrence? _2 Amos Price took a deep breath, “I hope Miss Thompson would be forgiving and not fault us for our lack of understanding.”

He then added: “Also, you can’t interfere in Chandler’s affairs anymore.”

No matter what kind of girlfriend Chandler had found for himself.

It could be a rich, second-generation woman.

Or it could be a poverty-stricken girl.

They couldn’t interfere anymore.

Upon hearing that, a disgruntled look flashed across Curtis’ eyes, “Why not?”

As Chandler’s mother, she had every right to decide who her son dated!

Who were the outsiders to interfere?

She had brought Chandler up to be such an accomplished individual, not to let him marry some rural countrywoman just like that.

Curtis always looked down upon women who only improved their living standards by relying on men.

“You have the audacity to ask why?” Amos Price’s temples throbbing in anger, “hypocrite. Aren’t you thinking of everything you have done today? It’s an act of enormous grace that Miss Thompson doesn’t hold you responsible. And you still want to meddle in Chandler’s business!”

Though Viola Thompson didn’t voice it directly today, her intent was clear.

River flows east for 30 years, and west for 30 years.

She was warning them not to underestimate anyone.

Amos Price continued: “What was originally a smooth affair has been ruined by your meddling! You are a failure more than a success!”

In fact, Amos Price also hoped that his son could find a girlfriend who could aid his career.

As parents, they naturally hoped for their son’s future to be bright.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have tacitly condoned his wife to negotiate with Chandler’s girlfriend.

What Amos Price didn’t expect was that his wife could even mess up such a small matter!

Good-for-nothing!

Amos Price added: “From now on, no one should meddle in our son’s affairs! As for now, we have to pray for our own good luck!”

After saying that, Amos Price moved to leave.

Curtis sat in her chair, drained, her eyes empty. Her face held a look of utter dejection.

It took quite a while for her to regain her senses and catch up with Amos Price’s pace!

“Amos!”

Curtis ran so fast that she almost fell to the ground.

…

The Lentz Family Old Mansion.

Harlan Lentz was sitting on the sofa reading financial newspapers when a servant walked in from outside, “Sir.”

“What is it?” Harlan Lentz replied without raising his head.

The servant continued, “There are some visitors at the door.”

“Who?” Harlan Lentz asked.

The servant answered, “They claim to be young master’s assistant and secretary. They have something to discuss with you.”

Since Bartley Lentz and Len Lentz were not at home, the young master referred to by the servant had to be Terrence Lentz.

Upon hearing that, Harlan Lentz set down his newspaper, “Let them in.”

It seemed that Terrence had indeed made some considerable progress. He even had a secretary and an assistant now.

Soon, two sharp-looking men in suits walked in.

“How do you do?” The first man spoke up, “I’m Terrence’s secretary, Jack, and this is my colleague, George.”

“Terrence?”

Hearing this, Harlan Lentz laughed softly. This kid was really beginning to fancy himself as Terrence!

Luckily no outsiders were present.

Harlan Lentz lifted his head to look at the two men before speaking again: “What brings you here?”

“The thing is, Terrence has prepared a global travel plan for you all. Here is the plan.” George said and handed the prepared plan to Harlan Lentz.

Harlan Lentz was taken aback.

He initially thought that Terrence was just talking the talk, but it turned out that Terrence had actually taken action.

A moment later, Harlan Lentz took the plan and flipped through a few pages.

The travel schedule was fully packed.

This kid was serious!

Seeing that Harlan Lentz was saying nothing, George continued: “If you don’t approve of this plan, here’s a backup proposal as well.”

Having said that, George handed over the backup plan to Harlan Lentz.

Jack added: “Mr. Lentz, if there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, you can tell me directly.”

Harlan Lentz set the plans back down on the table before speaking again, “The plans are fine, but we don’t want to go out at the moment.”

Jack looked at Harlan Lentz and respectfully said, “Mr. Lentz, Patriarch Lentz has already been taken on vacation abroad by us, and Terrence has also arranged the private jet. If you don’t leave, it’ll be hard for us to handle this.”

Private jet?

Harlan Lentz narrowed his eyes. If Terrence weren’t his son, he would have believed that Terrence was really Terrence!

He was curious to see what tricks his son was playing!