Chapter 1604: 394: How shameless! Chapter 1604: 394: How shameless! “If Terrence Lentz really is Mr. Terrence, then wouldn’t the Thompson Clan strike it rich?”

Upon this thought, Eleanor Armstrong was very excited.

She looked at Harlan Lentz and then said, “Lentz, you don’t think Terrence could really be Mr. Terrence, do you? Look, both of their names have ‘Terrence’ in them.”

At this point, Eleanor Armstrong seemed to think of something else and added, “Also, do you remember what Terrence’s dream used to be? ‘To stroll leisurely, sitting back and watching the clouds roll by.'”
Taking those two points into account, there was an eighty or ninety percent possibility that Terrence Lentz was Mr. Terrence.

Hearing this, Harlan Lentz laughed out loud, “Don’t you think your explanation is a bit far-fetched?”

What ‘stroll leisurely, sitting back and watching the clouds roll by’!

In Harlan Lentz’s view, this was all Eleanor Armstrong’s imagination.

Even though it was a beautiful imagination, the likelihood was nearly zero.

“Then explain to me, why are we able to sit on a private jet now?” Eleanor Armstrong looked at Harlan Lentz, “Even if we’ve given Terrence so much money over the years, he couldn’t afford a private jet, right?”

Moreover, buying a private jet doesn’t just require money.

It also requires power.

Because private jets are involved with flight routes.

Harlan Lentz counter-asked, “Then why haven’t you considered that before meeting Viola, the third son didn’t have a private jet?”

Hearing this, Eleanor Armstrong was stunned.

Why didn’t Terrence Lentz have a private jet before he met Viola Thompson?

She hadn’t considered this question just now.

At that moment, Harlan Lentz continued to ask, “Also, before meeting Viola, why had the third son never claimed to be Mr. Terrence?”

Upon saying this, Harlan Lentz sighed, “Although Terrence used to be quite excellent, after all, that’s in the past. The Terrence of now is just an ordinary person. The only extraordinary thing about him might be that he found a fiancee like Viola.”

From Terrence Lentz’s perspective, claiming to be Mr. Terrence was quite normal.

After all, Viola Thompson had such accomplishments.

At this moment, Terrence Lentz had no other choice but to claim he was Mr. Terrence.

Because aside from being Mr. Terrence, no other identity could be worthy of Viola Thompson.

The glimmer of hope in Eleanor Armstrong’s heart shattered completely. She looked up at Harlan Lentz, “Are you saying that the private jet was actually arranged by Viola?”

Harlan Lentz nodded slightly.

One should know from common sense that the private jet must be related to Viola Thompson.

“What do we do now?” Eleanor Armstrong asked.

“Viola and Terrence are both good kids, and since it’s their thoughtful gesture, we should go along with it, so as not to leave any regrets in our life, nor in theirs.”

With those words, Harlan Lentz said with a smile, “Next, all we have to do is enjoy our vacation.”

“And what about Terrence?” asked Eleanor.

Harlan Lentz continued, “With Viola there, I believe Terrence will definitely be able to stand on his own two feet in the future.”

He had full confidence in Viola Thompson.

Viola Thompson was like the Venus that illuminated Terrence Lentz’s dark night.

Harlan Lentz looked at Eleanor Armstrong and continued, “Have you noticed that ever since he’s been with Viola, Terrence has changed a lot? He’s become much more mature and steady.”

Upon hearing this, Eleanor Armstrong nodded, “I don’t need you to tell me.”

She had seen all the changes in Terrence Lentz over time.

Continuing, Eleanor Armstrong said, “No, as soon as we get off the plane, I still have to call Terrence and tell him he must not boast in front of Viola that he’s Mr. Terrence.”

If they couldn’t be fooled by such a tall tale, how could Viola Thompson be?

Besides, there shouldn’t be any deception between lovers.

Harlan Lentz nodded and added, “After getting off the plane, we also need to call Viola to express our gratitude.”

After all, Viola Thompson had mobilized the Thompson Clan’s private jet for them to travel the world.

Eleanor Armstrong thought Harlan Lentz made a lot of sense.

The flight was quick.

Fifteen hours later, the plane landed at the airport in Uron Country.

It was eight o’clock in the morning Uron Country time.

George and Jack, holding their luggage, respectfully said, “Mr. Lentz, Mrs. Lentz, please proceed to the castle that Mr. Terrence has prepared for you.”

“Castle?” asked Eleanor.

Jack nodded, “To ensure you have a happy and comfortable trip, Mr. Terrence specially purchased a castle for both of you.”