Chapter 783 Change Him If You Can't Control Him!
"Atticus owns two important ports in Southeast Asia. I heard that he had been fascinated with Hathaway's mother since he was young, and now he has finally married her. It would be difficult for him to hand her over, even if we pressure him with force. If he reluctantly hands her over, with his vengeful nature, he will surely seek revenge in the future," Fiona said solemnly.
"So? Are you planning to endure it?" Janna asked.
Fiona shook her head. "I think since he is a threat, the ports are important for both the Rhoads family and Solomon. Why don't we take this opportunity to change the owner of the docks?"
After hearing Fiona's words, Janna's serious expression disappeared, and she laughed. "Truly my granddaughter!! Yes, they have never been honest or deceiving for so long; it's the time to settle the confusion of these years!"
"What does Grandma think?" Fiona only had the idea after learning that the female assassin next to Mr. Solomon Sr. was from Southeast Asia. Thinking about the huge threat Robert had brought before, Fiona had always known about the smuggling of Rhoads family ships there.
So Fiona came up with a plan.
She decided to change the owner of the docks directly, with the intention of fully benefiting Solomon and the Rhoads family.
"You don't need to worry about this. You don't need to get involved in these violent matters," Janna waved her hand, "Just wait for me to send that woman who can't teach her daughter but always needs others to clean up her daughter’s mess to you!"
With that, Janna patted Fiona's hand. "Grandma knows that you've been exhausted recently. Take a good rest, take care of Darwin, and go on vacation if you want; you don't need to worry about the rest."
Now that Darwin was back.
He was like a stabilizing force, ensuring that everything on Solomon's side was in order.
Fiona felt a pang in her heart.
She stood up and walked to Janna, embracing her with open arms.
"You're so grown up, still acting like a child?" Janna said, but her tone was gentle and loving. She patted Fiona's back gently.
"Grandma, thank you for always supporting me from behind," Fiona said with red eyes, her voice muffled.
Janna gently stroked Fiona's back.
Everyone said that when Darwin was found, he was as thin as a rail.
However, Fiona also lost a lot of weight.
"Isn't that how it should be? Grandma will always be the support behind your back. Whatever you want to do, Grandma will always be there for you!"
"Mm," Fiona responded.
It was a bit nostalgic.
From the time Fiona first guessed in Serene City that she was the granddaughter of Janna had been searching for, her heart was full of resentment, and she was determined to torment Janna and avenge her mother.
But after so many years.
The hatred had long been worn away by mutual support and unconditional protection.
She and Janna had become true family beyond blood relations.
Fiona left Janna's study.
When she returned to the living room, Darwin was still studying with Chicago, but Charles had finished his work at some point and was sitting on the sofa, holding an iPad, lost in thought.
Fiona crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, quietly watching this scene that was worth millions.
She suddenly thought, 'God had actually been... quite good to me.'
As she was thinking this, a strange call came in from overseas.
Fiona was about to hang up.
But when she looked at the caller ID, she raised an eyebrow subconsciously.
She turned and went through the side door of the living room to the backyard, then answered the phone.
"Who is this?"
On the other end of the line, a man's friendly laughter came, followed by broken English. "Fiona, I'm Atticus; you should have heard of me."
"Mr. Atticus, why did you suddenly decide to call me?" Fiona didn't want to confront Atticus directly at that time; who wouldn't play coy?
"Fiona, I think there's a misunderstanding between you and my wife. I want to meditate," Atticus said in his usual friendly tone, "I heard that one of my wife's bodyguards, acting on his own, tried to harm you, which angered Ms. Rhoads. Now Ms. Rhoads is very angry and wants me to hand over my wife..."
"Are you saying that your wife wasn't involved at all? It was all her subordinates acting on their own?" Fiona's tone carried a hint of sarcasm, "Mr. Atticus, let's not talk about your wife for now. I have another matter here that I was planning to bring up later, but since you've come to me, I might as well ask now."
Atticus fell silent for a moment on the other end, then continued in a friendly tone. "Fiona, don't hesitate to ask; I will be completely honest with you."
"After my husband's accident, my grandmother clearly called you first, asking you to control the port strictly. The ship that took my husband away, I checked carefully, the route he took when he left passed through your territory. We had informed you specifically about his departure from that sensitive area, but the ship still carried my husband and left the port effortlessly. Why is that?" Fiona asked.
Atticus never expected that the current situation was not fully resolved.
Janna's granddaughter was about to bring up old issues with him!
After Hathaway's death, his wife was very sad every day, and Atticus felt sorry for her.
After Darwin's incident, he felt he had to do something.
So, while Atticus agreed to Janna's request to control the port strictly on the surface, privately, he instructed his men to just make a show of it.
He didn't expect that the ship carrying Darwin actually slipped out from there.
"Are you sure it left from my port?" Atticus, who had mingled in shady circles since he was young, was like a chameleon, very adaptable. "Give me some time; I will definitely give you and Ms. Rhoads an explanation!"
"How much time do you need?" Fiona asked casually, "With your abilities, isn't a day enough to figure out this matter?"
I just grabbed one of the top bags.
Even a day was too much.
"Enough!" Atticus immediately replied, then added. "So, about my wife..."
"I suggest you do as Grandma says. You know her temper. When she's really angry, I can't even calm her down," Fiona said with a smile.
"Fiona, my wife is not well; she's barely hanging on with various medications. Can you do me a favor and just let this matter end?" Atticus's tone became more forceful. "You are now the heir of the Rhoads family and the actual controller of Solomon. The goods that come and go between the Rhoads family and Solomon through me are invaluable. For the sake of our long-term cooperation, Fiona, please reconsider. Isn't it better to have more friends?" "
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