Love At The Wrong Table

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

several million. Many men

might not

but everyone

men, Emmanuel was included!

had the luck to catch Terence’s eye, how would he have

marry into the

snorted coldly, her face full

she had never

residence. Yet now, an outsider was treated better

didn’t deserve it.

became rich overnight

the master

to share a house

ever-present smile, pretending not to

implication of Stephanie’s words. He didn’t look at his other

expressions either.

the tension,

Aunt Stephanie, thank you for your kindness, but

to move into

“What?!”

Emmanuel’s response, all the women in

shocked.

Hannah even trembled.

playing hard to

let’s see how he manages to

“Oh, why is that?”

also surprised that

night with Mackenzie, more such instances would

future where his great-grandchild would be born and raised within the Quillen residence. After all, the vast empire of the Quillen family was to be inherited by his

he hadn’t discussed this plan with

he couldn’t think of

refuse.

all, who could resist the allure

wouldn’t that be against

maintained a wry smile, his words measured and

your gesture in arranging a room for me