Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 597

"Butler Lang, does the Bridgewater family let anyone enter the ancestral hall now?" Sylvia asked with a frown.

Six years ago, when she was the hostess of the Bridgewater family, the ancestral hall was a very confidential place. Except for offering prayers for long gone loved ones on holidays and anniversaries, no one could enter at all. Even if they did, not everyone could enter, they must be direct relatives of the Bridgewater family, illegitimate children and lovers were not eligible to enter.

For example, Sheryl, who had stayed in the family for six years, has never entered the ancestral hall. Even though she gave birth to Elaine for the Bridgewater family, she was still not qualified.

If a servant went in to clean, it would never be at that point.

"No." Butler Lang immediately shook his head and replied, and looked towards the ancestral hall, his eyes suddenly widened, "No, how can there be light inside?"

"Let's go take a look." Sylvia turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall, and Butler Lang followed immediately.

It had only been twenty days since he left the Bridgewater family's house. It was impossible for the Bridgewater family to change the rules that fast. Moreover, those rules were left down by the ancestors and no one could change them.

"Meow." When Sylvia was about to reach the gate of the ancestral hall, suddenly, a cat jumped out of nowhere. Sylvia was so scared that she shouted "Ah" and took several steps back.

Just this sound alarmed the person inside, and the light inside quickly went out.

"Who's in there?" Sylvia asked loudly.

There was no response from inside.

"Is there anyone there? Who's in there?" Butler Lang opened the door and shouted loudly.

Still no sound.

"Open the door." Sylvia took out the bunch of keys with her.

Butler Lang was about to take the key and open the door.

Suddenly,

The door creaked and opened from the inside.

Sylvia raised her eyes and took a look.

She saw a woman in her fifties walking out. She had short neat hair, wore a gray suit, and had a serious face and dark eyes.

"It turned out to be the Second Madam. Hello, Second Madam." Butler Lang was stunned for a moment and then greeted her immediately.

"Hello, ma." Sylvia also greeted politely.

Butler Lang was just a housekeeper, but Sylvia had a different status. She was the biological mother of the two young masters of the Bridgewater family. Even if she was divorced from Arthur, her actual status is much stronger than that of the other woman. In the future, the two young masters were going to inherit the Bridgewater family's property.

Sylvia smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

At that time, there were footsteps coming from behind.

Sylvia turned around and saw that Priscilla had turned around and walked towards her villa.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the low-key and luxurious villa just a distance away from the Bridgewater family's old house, and suddenly remembered her grandmother's words: In this world, wherever there is profit, there will be ugliness. Everyone only thinks about their own interests. They only consider problems from their own standpoint, and they can use any means for their own benefit.

That’s right, the Bridgewater family, the richest family in the whole of Paris, will definitely have worse people than others.

Arthur's ability to stand out among many descendants was not just a matter of inheriting the ancestral system. There will definitely be many people who are dissatisfied.

She thought of Chris and Hendrick. They were both the eldest grandsons of the Bridgewater family. They would also have to face the problem of inheriting the family property in the future. She didn't know how complicated it would be.

Thinking of this, she once again regretted that they returned to Paris, if not for her mother's death.

Her heart became heavy.