The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1640



Chapter 1640 Kind People Still Exist

This was a covert operation. Hence, the news of Fredric's arrest would not reach anyone else.

Therefore, Edison was currently basking in the orders Fredric had given him earlier. Nothing could have made him happier than seeing the Whitman family's downfall.

In fact, Edison was already celebrating with a glass of red wine, raising his glass in triumph at his mistress' place. What he didn't realize, however, was that this would become the biggest regret of his life.

Rosalyn didn't want to be the kind of person who repaid kindness with harm. Hence, she decided to visit the Whitman family under the cover of the night.

She was clever in not asking to meet Reuben directly, but simply mentioning that she wanted to catch up with Marie.

Although they had shared occasional meals in the past due to their shared social circles, she wasn't close with Marie. Rosalyn had always been closer to Lynette than Marie. Strictly speaking, they were merely acquaintances. When they sat down, Marie's gaze remained calm and distant. She wasn't overly friendly as she was aware of the conversation Rosalyn had previously had with Wynter. In fact, her gaze was almost cold. The meeting was more out of politeness.

After taking a sip of tea, Rosalyn felt uneasy and decided to get straight to the point. "I won't beat around the bush, Marie. My husband, Edison, may bring harm to the Whitman family."

Her words immediately stunned Marie. Her reaction, however, was genuine. She gently patted Rosalyn's shoulder. "Don't worry, Rose. Take your time. I'll listen."

It had been a long time since Rosalyn was called by her real name, and hearing it now, her eyes suddenly grew misty.

Rosalyn knew she had been relegated to the role of a "useless old wife" in Edison's eyes. Even her only son was distant from her.

His son knew about Edison's affair and still blamed her, saying, "Mom, it's because you keep acting like this that Dad goes outside to find someone young and beautiful. Can't you take care of yourself a bit more?

"Even I get tired of hearing all the lectures you give him. Nowadays, everyone's trying to climb the social ladder. Can't you have a bit more ambition?

"Alright, I've gotta go. Someone invited me to play tennis. And stop voice messaging me. The internet connection overseas is bad. Just send more money when you can. I've maxed out my credit cards."

This was precisely why she finally made up her mind to visit the Whitman family.

For more than 20 years, her only identity was Edison's wife. She was bound to his choices and forced to go along with things she despised. Now, she was determined to do what she truly wanted!

Rosalyn looked at Marie before continuing, "I don't know the exact methods he plans to use, but your family needs to be wary of people in the government." Rosalyn had already mustered all her courage to say that.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Marie, it's not as simple this time. They've decided to make a move now because it seems that Wynter has done something that has impacted certain people's interests.

"I overheard Edison on the phone. This isn't just someone from Hawford but someone with an even higher authority. Hence, contacting the people who owed Mr. Reuben favors won't work anymore. They could even turn those connections against the Whitman family.

"Their entry point is Wynter's recent stock involvement. They're planning to use this to discredit her completely, causing a full-blown reputational collapse.

"Then, they'll use this scandal as a weapon to dismantle the Whitman family's influence, leaving you guys with no chance for recovery."

Marie was visibly anxious now. Wynter's imprisonment had already struck the Quinnell and Whitman families like a bolt from the blue.

within just a single day, Sebastian had rushed to countless places, arguing that this type of arbitrary judgment was entirely improper without a formal trial.


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