Hope It's Not Too Late to Love

Chapter 986

Chapter 986 Do You Have No Regard for Your Family?!

"Nothing's impossible. You'll understand after watching this, Ms. Greyson," the manager assured confidently, surprising Vania.

With that, she played the video with hesitation, and bit by bit, shock replaced her calmness.

Vania gave herself a thumbs up, for she thought her acting was superb, and it was obvious she managed to dupe the manager as the latter asked smugly, "Well, Ms. Greyson? Do you believe me now?"

At that, Vania shook her head in exasperation. "No, that's impossible! There's no way he'd think like that! This is an act!"

"One of our servers recorded it by chance, and I can confirm this is genuine. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Kepler about it."

Vania seemed completely shocked by the issue as she snatched the phone from the manager and dashed right back to their table without even cleaning her clothes.

Bam! She slammed the phone on the table and even knocked over the dishes.

Vania was bawling her eyes out at this point, crying even more exaggeratedly than when she was in the hospital. "Thomas, you—"

Meanwhile, Hanson dug through the food for the phone when he saw his dear wife crying miserably, and he, too, smashed the phone into bits after watching the clip. "From now on, the Keplers and I are sworn enemies!" he boomed, making sure those eavesdropping could hear him.

With that, he led Vania out of the restaurant.

Meanwhile, the manager hiding behind the door recorded the whole thing and immediately sent it to Yvonne, who watched the recording triumphantly and called Thomas right away.

She genuinely couldn't wait to know how her dear brother would react.

Back at the restaurant, Thomas shot Liam a glance immediately after seeing the caller number in his phone.

At that, Liam sent the phone number right to Hanson and Vania.

While all that was happening, Vania sat composedly in the car. "What do you think of my acting this time? Was it believable?" This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Hanson nodded in response. "Your cries were much more genuine than the last time."

Of course, he was only lying. The young woman's cry was beyond fake, and anyone with a brain could tell.

"Let me track the number first," said Hanson as he got to work after receiving Liam's text.

On the other hand, Thomas answered Yvonne's call, and before he could even say anything, Yvonne's wild guffaw burst through the phone. "How are you feeling today, my sweet, dear brother?"

"You're behind all this!" Thomas growled through gnashed teeth, expressing his anger toward all that had happened that day. "Haven't I already promised to help you?"

"I'm just worried you'd forget about my promise the moment you see Greyson."

"What do you want me to do now? I'll see to it right away." Thomas deliberately stalled for time.

Unaware of the oncoming danger, Yvonne continued to demand maliciously, "I want your company to attack Vania Greyson with full force this instant. I want to see Galaxy Corporation's stock market plunge!"

"Alright, I promise you. I'll do it once I have the chance."

"But I can't wait to see it. You say you'll do it once you have the chance, but the question is when? Must you use such ambiguous words with your dear sister too, Thomas?" Yvonne mocked.

"When do you want it done, then? In a week?"

"Oh, no, no, no. One week is far too long. I want you to get it done in one day."

Thomas was genuinely pissed now. "Yvonne Kepler, do you really have no regard for your family?! Don't you know we'll also suffer a massive loss if I do this?!"