Chapter 371: The choice itself is a kind of freedom

"Today, I want to announce one thing."
At Morton Manor, in the splendid restaurant, Jeffrey, who was sitting in the main position, looked at the crowd and said a little dignified.
Mickey, who had just secretly picked up the fork, quietly put it back, sat back straight, and looked at Jeffrey in awe.
Cyril had some souls, and looked at the plate in front of him, seemingly waiting for the trial.
The lady sitting next to him was pale, his eyes were a little vicious on the body of Gloria, and the hand on his side held his fist tightly, and the blue veins were visible.
Heti and Herni’s sisters have a smile on their faces. When the grandfather talks like this, the uncles are going to be taught. These years have always been an interesting activity before dinner, but I don’t know this. The second time was that the uncle was being trained, or that Gloria was being trained. After all, she had a face-to-face grandfather and left the restaurant halfway.
"Master..." Dennis Marquez, the old lady sitting next to Jeffrey, wanted to talk, her eyes full of worry.
"You shut up." Jeffrey glanced at her with an irresistible voice in her voice.
The words behind Daniels stopped for a moment, bowed their heads, and dared not speak again.
Lance is sitting in danger, although it is not clear what Jeffrey is going to say, but no matter what he says, he will not change his mind and decision, even if he is driven out of this Morton Manor.
Debra squinted and looked at the direction of Colora with some worries. The last time Rodrivia rushed to Jeffrey, although it was not taken care of afterwards, can it be liquidated now?
"Don't my grandfather promise me?" At the end of the song, Rodriguez stared at Jeffrey. The lavender scorpion was full of expectation after the black gauze hat. The hands under the table were twisted together, like in the Waiting for the final trial in general.
"Hey, what's the situation today, is it going to change the day?" Aurora's pale, bloodless face showed a hint of fun, and looked at the nervous Cyril, his expression was more interesting.
Jeffrey’s gaze finally fell on Colora’s body, Shen Sheng said:
I announced that from today, Gloria became a successor to the Morton family and has the same Molton as Cyril. Family inheritance rights."
The restaurant suddenly fell silent, and even a needle fell to the ground to hear.
The Cyrils’ faces were white and white, and they looked at each other and their lips were groaning.
"This...how is this possible!" Herti and Herni opened their mouths at the same time, their faces were full of incredible colors, and looked at the sorrel that was covered with a silk hat. The guys, like their father, became candidates for the success of the Morton family.
In other words, the identity of the original successor of Cyril has ceased to exist from today, and the Morton family may even be led by Colora.
"Great!" Gloria slammed her fist and excitedly almost jumped up.
Mickey and Debra are also incredulously looking at Colora.
"Father, this thing, I object!" At this moment, Lance hurried up and looked at Jeffrey's expression with awe. "Father, even if you have more dissatisfaction with me, the things and decisions of the year are all What I did, has nothing to do with Gloria, I hope that you will not impose the anger on me on Gloria, she is just a child."
"I also oppose, father, when you said that I am a woman, I am not qualified to inherit the Molton family, but now why did I choose Rodriguez to be the successor? I am your daughter! I can't compare her with a little girl. Why can she become the successor of the Malton family?
Aurora also got up, and looked at Jeffrey with some excitement. The pale face was a bit more bloody, and the thin bones were only tight. Holding a fist is like an angry lioness.
"Why are you not qualified? Isn't there a point in your own heart?" Jeffrey looked up at Aurora and did not hide his disgust.
"I..." Aurora looked at Jeffrey's gaze and felt like a locust exposed to the sun at once. He looked down in fear. He just didn't know where the courage from where he came from was suddenly drawn. Sitting back, some of the sinful eyes looked at Gloria.
"Do you think I am a person who will vent anger on the juniors? I have done it in the past twenty years?" Jeffrey's eyes turned to Lance, and his eyes were also taken a bit. Severe and tortured.
"No." Lance was silent for a moment, shook his head, how proud the father was, even if it was against him, after he canceled his inheritance more than 20 years ago, he never did anything to him, and even less. What will happen to a junior.
"But, Corolla is still a child, how does she assume this responsibility, how can she be willing to do such a thing, girls should have what they want to do and what is more suitable, not To take on such a heavy responsibility." Lance still shook his head, wondering why Jeffrey made such a decision.
"Sister?" Mickey looked at Gloria with some worry.
"Father, this is my own choice." At this moment, Gloria stood up and looked at Lance, who was surprised to turn around, earnestly and earnestly said: "The father said, Everyone has the right to choose freely, including women. I want to be a good businessman and become the successor of the Morton family. This is my choice."
Cyril looked up at Colora, and he was astonished in the eyes. He also thought that this was just that Jeffrey was so annoyed that he only made him feel a little nervous, but now it seems that things are Not so simple, it is premeditated.
"Gloria, you have to know, to be a heir to a big family, you will lose a lot of freedom, and sometimes you can't decide what you should do. It's too unfair to you, too free." Lance looked at Gloria, and was relieved, but also worried.
"Father, this choice is a kind of freedom in itself, isn't it?" Rodriguez looked at Lance and smiled.
Lance snorted and his face showed a gratifying smile. He nodded. "Yes, since it is your choice, I should respect it, not let you accommodate my expectations."
"Thank you, father." Gloria smiled.
"Sorry for my father, and thank you for your respect for the choice of Colora." Lance gratefully thanked Jeffrey for his solemnity.
"From today, the blue-and-white fabric shop in Aden Square will be managed by Gloria. The specific issue of Manard will be explained to you. The candidate is a mountain between the successors. If you can't cross the mountain, then you Will be eliminated.
Jeffrey ignored Lance and looked at Colora, saying that after picking up, he picked up the knife and fork on the table and began cutting the steak.