Chapter 1787 - The Sole Successor

The journey to the north was very smooth. Yabemiya had already grasped the technique for excellent flying, and she had great endurance. The group of them reached the Blue Grassland in about three hours.

They didn't go look for the herders this time. Instead, they pitched a few tents on a piece of flat land near the water as their temporary abode.

Breathing in the warm and refreshing air on the grassland while looking at the blue sky and the sheep drinking water far away, Mag let out a long breath. He wished this beautiful place would not be ravaged by the devil.

"Father, I'm going to catch the sheep…" Amy's voice came from afar as she pounced on the sheep like a little tiger.

Ugly Duckling skipped and hopped behind her as it tried to surround the sheep from the side. It looked rather like a nimravid[1].

However, before Ugly Duckling could react, Amy already went forward to knock out two blue sheep, and dragged them back.

"Meow~"

Ugly Duckling only pretended to swipe at the two sheep's heads after Amy dragged them back next to the tents. Its soft paws weren't lethal at all.

Mag went forward to process those two sheep with a smile. Soon, the outdoor barbecue started.

The bliss of eating freshly made mutton kebabs alfresco style in the grassland's beautiful scenery lightened the anxiety of their hasty exodus.

Smiles began to appear on all their faces.

Mag stood next to the grill, and took a sip of beer as he looked at the sky in the south.

"Father, have some of it too." Amy grabbed two mutton kebabs, and offered them on her tiptoes.

"Mm-hmm." Mag accepted the mutton kebabs smilingly. He could only stay one day in the grassland. He had to rush back to Chaos City tomorrow morning.

***

"Young Mistress, Master wants you to go home now," Mars, who walked into the office, said to Gloria, who was going through the ledger.

"Now?" Gloria put down the ledger, feeling a little surprised.

"Yes. It seems to be an urgent matter." Mars nodded.

"Then I will leave the rest of the ledger to you." Gloria got up. Although she didn't understand, she still got into the horse-drawn carriage that had been prepared by Mars.

In the Moreton Manor, Jeffree looked at his people who had gathered in the front yard with a solemn expression, and said, "You all will go pack up for a long trip."

"A long trip?" All of them were perplexed. Why did the head of the family want them to pack up and leave? And almost all of them?

"Father, why are you making us go on a long trip? Are you going to exile us?" Cyril looked nervous, and even his voice quivered.

Herty and Herny burst into tears instantly. Because their allowance had been cut in the past two months, they were no longer rich young ladies. It would be tragic if they were going to be chased out of the family now.

The rest of them also went white when they heard that. Instantly, pleas and cries burst out together, making it sound unusually chaotic.

"All of you shut up!" Jeffree yelled.

His furious voice exploded like thunder, and everyone became as quiet as a mouse.

"You all will do whatever I say. If you don't, I will exile you today." Jeffree's gaze swept across all of them present before focusing on Cyril. With an expression saying "I expected better from you", he said, "If your mother hadn't stopped me, I would have exiled you, the unfilial son, long ago."

Cyril hung his head in silence.

The others dared not ask anything anymore. Jeffree, who had built the Moreton business empire from scratch, had the right to dictate everything in his family.

Jeffree continued, "Go. You all only have 30 minutes. Remember, you are only allowed to bring one suitcase each."

All of them felt relieved and left.

"Why are we suddenly going on a long trip? Does Gloria know about this?" Debra, Lance, and Mickey walked towards their courtyard with perplexed and worried expressions.

Mickey offered, "Then, I will look for Big Sister. She will go with us too if we are leaving."

An old servant walked over, and respectfully said, "Master let me come tell you all that he has already gotten someone to summon Miss Gloria. She should be on her way back home now."

"Thank you." Lance nodded, and then led Debra and Lance into his small courtyard.

Lance said to Debra, "Let's pack up. Something must have happened, that's why Father asked everyone to pack up and leave urgently."

"Alright." Debra didn't continue to ask. She took out four bamboo suitcases from the storeroom, and began to pack clothes and important items.

Gloria returned to the Moreton Manor. Jeffree's personal old servant invited her to the meeting room as soon as she stepped in.

Only Jeffree was sitting in the master seat in the empty meeting room. Manard, the chief secretary, stood at his side with a set of thick documents.

"Sit over there," Jeffree said before Gloria could speak.

Gloria looked at the seat at the other end of the long table. After a brief moment of hesitation, she still went over to sit in it.

In the quiet meeting room, Jeffree looked at Gloria.

She, too, was looking at him with an equally calm expression.

After a long period of silence, Jeffree finally spoke in a low voice, "I have already decided to make you the sole heir of the Moreton Family."

Surprised flashed across Gloria's face. Mr. Mag and she had just started collaborating in the textile industry, and they hadn't even distributed the first batch of cotton yarn, let alone turned the losses into profits. Hence, why did Jeffree suddenly make her the sole successor?

However, she quickly controlled her emotions, and didn't get carried away by the sudden surprise. Instead, she looked at Jeffree, and doubtfully asked, "Grandfather, why did you choose me to be the sole successor?"

Although she had been trying very hard for that, she didn't want to receive that title for no rhyme or reason. Perhaps this was Jeffree's trial?

Jeffree looked at Gloria with meaningful eyes. "Because the Moreton Family is facing a very treacherous disaster now. If the worst happens, I wish it is you who is going to lead the Moreton Family forward. And it can only be you."

"Disaster?" Gloria still couldn't understand. Perhaps Cyril got into some trouble again?

Jeffree shook his head, and said, "You don't have to know too many details about this matter now. Sign on this deed of settlement first. Then, go pack your belongings and prepare to leave Chaos City with our family members. You all will go to the villa in Rodu. Chaos City is no longer safe now."

Gloria shook her head. "Although I don't know what happened, Blue Suede's latest designs are going to be launched soon, and the reorganization of the textile business is at its final stage. I don't think I can leave Chaos City now."

[1] Extinct, prehistoric cat-like family of feliforms similar to saber-tooth tigers.