Love At The Wrong Table

“Hehe, I never dreamed that Terence Group would end up in this situation today,” a man in casual attire at the press conference venue suddenly chuckled. “I wonder how panicked the heiress of the Quillen family is right now.”

His smile carried an air of fantasy and greed.

“Yes, it’s true that the wheel of fortune turns,” another man in a beige suit, holding a cigar, said after exhaling a smoke ring. “Terence Group’s stockholders are selling off their shares, and they are facing enormous breach of contract penalties. Many debts that were previously manageable may now be life–threatening.”

Both of them were heirs of prominent Yeringham companies and also among Mackenzie’s admirers. One was named Archibald Zilmont, and the other was Godfrey Hewitt.

In the past, both of them had contemplated pursuing Mackenzie but were quickly discouraged by her icy glare.

“Remember that saying from Yeringham’s high society circles?” Archibald lit a cigarette and asked Godfrey

it even in my dreams!” Godfrey chuckled self–deprecatingly. “In front of the Icy Female CEO, we were no different from

the past. After today, Mackenzie will descend from her pedestal. Let’s see if she can be as high

their debts, I’m willing to spend

acquired with money!” Archibald, who had just been scornful of Mackenzie, suddenly showed a crafty side when he heard this. He

weren’t the only men with similar intentions, especially since they knew Mackenzie had chosen. an ordinary

family’s downfall,” someone else chimed in. “If Mackenzie had married into the Verkade family, even in the face

was deeply concerned that if her mother and aunts heard these comments, they might redouble their

the older women of the Quillen

the press conference, nagging and complaining to

chose. He promised to solve the technical refining issue, didn’t he? But look at the situation

spoke harshly. “Typical of lower–class people–they talk big but can’t