Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 711.

Aveline was speechless in pain. Ciara originally wanted to sit down and watch a good show, but unexpectedly, the mother and son started their drama much earlier than she expected.

It seemed they wanted to take advantage of that opportunity to put up an excuse for the old man to kick Aveline and everyone else out.

"Wesley, you like saying these words so much. Do you want them to be engraved on your tombstone when you die in the future?"

Wesley was unhappy and looked at Ciara, "That's none of your business. Shut up."

Ciara stood in front of Aveline and shouted at Wesley, "If you are not careful, I'll shut you up!"

Wesley was stunned, Eloise was also stunned, and everyone in the audience was stunned.

Only Old Master Sterling looked uncomfortable and coughed lightly a few times, "Daughter-in-law, pay attention to your image. Your mother-in-law is the most reserved person, so be careful not to climb up the internet trend tonight and get bad mouthed."

Everyone knows, once, Ciara was angry, and she scolded Eloise badly.

However, she was a pampered young lady, so there were no dirty words or cursing in her scolding.

years, she had become even more

eyes, and you don't still have a brain? My daughter-in-law was sitting here, not messing with anyone, but he walked over to provoke her, but no one heard what they said. Just based on his words, you suddenly believe him? My daughter-in-law is not crazy, why

made Wesley feel

hell! This woman's temper was obviously even more

was definitely just concerned about her, Ciara. I know you hate me, but even if we come back, no one will shake your position. Your son will always be the first

hurting so much, her face haggard, she stood up and bit

he realized that his words were

had never considered Ciara his wife, and even

on his beloved wife, making him

the blood relationship between them could not change their

master couldn't just sit back and watch. He was about to get up from his wheelchair, but the butler forcibly pressed down on

zer, hold on."

Master Sterling took a deep breath and said,

Eloise and her son had ill intentions, that day was still his birthday,

was not clear, and he was living less and less every

life quarreling with his son, and