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

million. Many men struggle

and might not

but everyone knew that among the

men, Emmanuel was included!

the luck to catch Terence’s eye, how

into

snorted coldly, her

daughter, she had never had

residence. Yet now, an outsider was treated better

didn’t deserve it.

became rich overnight would definitely choose

or maybe even the master villa left by

want to share a house

ever-present smile, pretending not

words. He didn’t look at

expressions either.

the tension, his expression

“Grandpa, Aunt Stephanie, thank you for your kindness,

to move into the Quillen

“What?!”

the women in the Quillen family

shocked.

Hannah even trembled.

he playing

well, let’s see how he manages to maintain that

“Oh, why is that?”

also surprised that Emmanuel would refuse

Mackenzie, more such instances would follow,

residence. After all, the vast empire of the Quillen family

course, he hadn’t discussed this plan with Emmanuel yet. It was

think of any

refuse.

who could resist the allure

against

a wry smile, his words measured

your gesture in arranging a room for me here, but