I drug tugaty of Sayarth’s mother. Quentin choked at his attitude and 2-Of course she deserves it handle it
“Quentin, you—” Diana began.
“Shut up! Mr. Lopez’s right. That’s his mother–in–law; she deserves it. We’re family.” Quentin roared
at Diana
Diana was so furious that she clutched her chest and nearly passed out. Melanie was equally upset, pushing her plate away and storming off while supporting her mother.
With their goal achieved, Gwyneth and Harrison finished their meal in calm silence
That evening. Quentin tried to persuade them to stay overnight. Harrison held Gwyneth’s hand affectionately “Sorry, we have plans.
Quentin could only watch helplessly as they walked away,
On the way home. Gwyneth turned to Harrison with a serious expression. Thanks for today, Mr. Lopez I owe your one. If you ever need me, just Jet me know.”
Harrison casually fiddled with his cufflinks, his tone tinged with faint amusement. “Keeping score now?”
Gwyneth knew better than to try to read his moods–they were as unpredictable as the weather. She chose her words carefully. “Your help today meant a lot. Maybe it was just about protecting the Lopez family’s reputation, but I’m genuinely grateful. No hidden agendas”
Harrison’s face darkened a little, and Gwyneth bit back a sigh. What have I said wrong this time? Well, never mind. He’s like a walking storm- unpredictable and moody. Better not expect too much just because he’s been gentle for a few days!
Back at the apartment, Gwyneth sank into the couch. Since Quentin had agreed to hang her mother’s photo, she knew she needed to act fast. After all, opportunities were fleeting.
After a moment’s thought, she grabbed her phone and texted Quentin. She’d hang her mother’s photo in the memorial hall in two days.
Quentin didn’t reply, but Gwyneth wasn’t surprised. She just arranged for an astrologer and a band. She wanted the memorial service to be so grand that it would leave Diana green with envy.
Two days later, Gwyneth arrived at the memorial hall with a small group in tow. As expected, Quentin and several of the Jenkins family elders were already there.
Diana, who usually exuded gentleness, stood among the crowd and said, “She was Quentin’s wife, of course we’d never deliberately exclude her. It’s just that the astrologer we consulted said today’s energy is not conducive to displaying-
Today’s energy is not conducive?” Gwyneth’s heels clicked sharply as she approached, drawing everyone’s attention
She stopped a few feet from Diana and smiled sweetly, “Did the astrologer really say that? Or are you just worried that my mother’s photo will take the place that you think should be yours!”
The words hit Diana like a punch, and her face drained of color.
Quentin stepped forward, trying to sanooth things over. “Gwyneth, that’s not fair. Of course it was the astrologer-”
“Who really matters here?” Gwyneth cut him off sharply. “The astrologer, or Harrison Lopez! If the Lopez family loses trust in us over this, well, everyone’s fortune might take a turn for the worse.”
Quemin felt a clull run down his spine. The other relatives sapped back to reality. A partnership with the Loper family was a golden opportunny. and they couldn’t afford to lose it
“Gwyneth, that’s not what we meant. Your father’s no fool, pushing Harrison away,” one of them said quickly
Yeah, Quentin, better not go back on your word,” another chimed in
think Gwynethi chose the perfect day, someone che added.
