A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 735

“This…”

“Is it finally time for an adult male to enter the Quillen family?”

“Yeah, it kind of feels like it…”

The women looked at each other. They were on the brink of speaking, yet

their words remained hesitant and incomplete.

In the Quillen family, Terence’s authority was unquestioned, and Mackenzie

stood as the successor of the family. Both of them were on Emmanuel’s side.

Although some of the women didn’t agree with what Terence did, they dared

not voice them openly.

Hannah was no exception. She knew her place better than anyone else. Her

actions in the Quillen family had to be appropriate, or she would end up like

Felicity.

That woman had taken the wrong stance. As a result, although she was the

wife of the second-generation successor, she lost all her power in the Quillen

family.

Mackenzie remained silent, knowing that every word she spoke could

determine the course of events.

“Emmanuel, I suggest you choose the largest house later.”

Finally, Stephanie spoke with a meaningful smile. “Each house in the Quillen

least several million.

and might not

Emmanuel, but everyone knew

men, Emmanuel was included!

he hadn’t had the luck to catch

into the Quillen

her face full of

youngest daughter, she had never had the privilege

residence. Yet now, an outsider was treated better

didn’t deserve it.

a man who became rich overnight would

or maybe even the master villa left

to share a

his ever-present smile, pretending

implication of Stephanie’s words. He

expressions either.

through the tension,

bitterness. “Grandpa, Aunt Stephanie, thank you for your

to move into

“What?!”

all the women in the

shocked.

Hannah even trembled.

playing hard

he manages

“Oh, why is that?”

that Emmanuel would refuse

after Emmanuel’s first night with Mackenzie, more such instances

great-grandchild would be born and raised within the Quillen residence. After all, the vast empire of the

discussed this plan with Emmanuel yet. It was

he couldn’t think of

refuse.

who could resist the allure of

that be against the customs

smile, his words measured and deliberate.