Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 72 Pushing Treyton Away

“What did they say?”

Treyton furrowed his brows, waiting with great interest for his response.

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“Mr. Ferguson has locked Ms. Ferguson up, and she is not allowed to come out without his consent.” the butler replied respectfully.

Treyton snorted. “That’s good. At least she won’t be able to come to Fairlake and cause trouble anymore. Finally, we’ll have some peace and quiet for a while.”

He waved his hand, signaling the servant to leave, and continued to stare at the two closed doors of the

room.

In the Ferguson residence in Salinsburgh, Eloise was in her room, throwing a tantrum.

“Dad is being so unreasonable! How could he lock me in my room and not even let me out the door!”

The housekeeper timidly approached and gently comforted her, “Ms. Ferguson, don’t be too upset. You’re just being grounded. It will pass if you stay quietly at home for a while.”

“You know nothing! Get out of here!”

Eloise yanked all the fresh flowers out of the vase and hurled them at the housekeeper. “Get out of here! Stop bothering me!”

Not satisfied, she grabbed the vase and furiously smashed it on the ground.

“Ms. Ferguson, this is absolutely unacceptable! This is a crystal vase Mrs. Ferguson brought back from Ferropene. It’s invaluable! You can’t break it!”

The housekeeper looked at the vase with a broken corner, feeling heartbroken but not daring to step forward and stop her.

“These things belong to my family, and I can smash them however I want! How dare you, a mere housekeeper, try to boss me around? I’ll rip your tongue out if you dare to talk back again!”

She pushed all the cosmetics off the table, and the crisp sounds of them shattering on the floor were quite jarring.

The housekeeper knew trying to advise her was useless as it would only bring more trouble upon herself, so she simply closed her mouth, shut the door, and left.

Wyatt and Emma heard Eloise’s furious outburst from upstairs. Wyatt’s face darkened as he threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

“Look at the well-behaved daughter you’ve raised!”

“How could you say that?” Emma was dissatisfied. “Isn’t she your daughter too? You’re so eager to distance yourself. Are you trying to avoid responsibility?”

for you constantly spoiling her, would she have turned out like this? Treyton wants to call off the engagenient this time, and no matter how much I humble myself, he won’t

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his face

“You-”

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was about to retort sarcastically, Sherman, who was coming down from

feel upset since

for her!”

If she keeps throwing things like that,

upstairs, sighing repeatedly,

pondering for a moment, Sherman decided to go upstairs and comfort her

was holding an antique decorative plate, ready to

much?” Sherman took the plate from her hand and led her to sit on the couch. “Getting too angry is bad for your health. Breaking a couple of things to vent your frustration is enough to

“Sherman!”

aggrieved, tugged at his arm. “Just because of a divorced woman. Treyton

Sherman pinched her cheek.

probably not that simple, isn’t it? How could I not

swallow my pride? Sherman. I know you’ve always been the one who cared for me the most since we were little. Can you help me get rid of Gwendolyn?” She playfully shook his arm.

dilated. He placed both hands on Eloise’s shoulders. “Eloise, say that again. What was the woman’s

herself, “Gwendolyn. She’s an orphan from Fairlake Orphanage. What

name is all too familiar. Could it be her? But how could she

go and turned around to process her words, feeling a sense of doubt in

noticed something was off and asked with

have a picture of

ago, she was trending on social media.

know?”

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Sherman shook his head.

incident Eloise mentioned spreading in Salinsburgh. It seemed that someone from one

family? But why did the Harris family want to block the news about this woman

speculations in his heart grew

as she took out her phone. She flipped through the photos she had secretly taken of

me. As long as this despicable woman dies, no one will compete

focused on the photos on her

Did you

snapped him out of his