Leonie scoffed, “Dad, what are you gonna do, invite us over for a barbecue?” Terrence’s voice was tinged with anger, “You’ll find out soon enough!” After hanging up, Leonie looked towards her husband, Stanley, with a hint of unease, “Honey, have we just burned bridges with my father? Could this backfire on us?” Stanley replied gravely, “Things have escalated too far, there’s no turning back now.” Leonie slumped into her chair, “We support Estelle because Mr. Foster approached us, and it’s also because I feel so sorry for her. She’s hit a streak of bad luck with a dad and stepmom like that!” Stanley pondered, “Don’t you find the whole situation odd? First, there were accusations of Estelle taking bribes to lose to foreigners, then her past scandals resurfaced, and now my brother and his wife are piling on with their public statements. It’s almost like it’s all been orchestrated. What do you think they’re up to?” Leonie, too, sensed that something was amiss. Their suspicions were soon addressed when the Crawleys paid them a visit to talk about the online posts. “Mr. and Mrs. Macclain!” greeted the man who had earlier approached Mr. Tucker. He placed a card on the table in front of Leonie, “Here’s $2 million, a small token of appreciation from Mr. Cliff to both of you.” Leonie’s brow twitched as she eyed the card without touching it. $2 million was not a fortune for a family like theirs, but it was not an amount to scoff at either. The Macclains were an old-money family in J City. They appeared grand but were on their last legs. Originally,

Terrence had held on to the main company, securing his position as the chairman, and had distributed a few subsidiaries to his three sons. However, once the businesses were in their hands, they had been on a steady decline. The economy had been rough these past years, and they were just getting by, living slightly more comfortably than the average person. Stanley asked calmly, “What are you implying?” The man said, “Mr. Macclain, you are a smart man, so I’ll get straight to the point. The designer known as KING has crossed our Miss, and old Mr. Macclain has already struck a deal with Mr. Cliff. As long as you disassociate yourselves from her, Mr. Cliff will continue collaborating with the Crawley family on a project in B City. If the Macclains are considering a move to B City, Mr. Cliff can lend a hand.” Stanley and Leonie exchanged a glance, instantly putting the pieces together. No wonder Estelle’s grandpa and her parents were so adamant in framing Estelle! “The Macclain family’s moving to B City, and Mr. and Mrs. Macclain, you surely plan to follow,” the man said with a chilling smile. “I’m certain you don’t want to be abandoned by the family or oppose the Crawleys. So, delete your online statements quickly and claim that it was KING who coerced you using your daughter’s future.” Leonie clenched her fists, her gaze flickering as she looked down. Stanley remained silent. (Image) “Sallie!” Leonie scolded, “Stay out of this and leave. Now!” Coոtent beloոgs to Draмąnоvеls.cоm (Image) Stanley’s face went pale with anger, “Sallie, watch your mouth!”

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