Chapter 1693 Mild Sweetness

Edison had always looked down on Rosalyn. He was currently in the living room, shouting furiously, like a mad dog.

Rosalyn sat quietly on the couch, as if she had grown accustomed to scenes like this.

Edison roared, "I told you to go beg the Whitman family! Get moving! What are you doing sitting here all day?"

"Edison Waldron, I'm not like you. I still have some conscience. You know exactly how you've wronged the Whitman family, yet now, are you really saying you want me to beg them?" Rosalyn continued firmly, "I won't do it."

"Then use your father's old connections! Didn't he leave behind a network of people back in the day? You've spent all these years unemployed, living off me like a parasite! You're useless! Now that the company's in trouble, you won't do anything!"

As he ranted, he grabbed Rosalyn's arm roughly. "Go beg them now!"

It was at this moment that people from the Whitman family arrived.

"Mrs. Waldron, I've been sent by Ms. Quinnell," a man in black, Norman Brook, said.

Upon hearing this, Rosalyn turned slightly and gestured for them to come in. She knew well enough that such visits weren't casual. Considering what Edison had done, it was clear the Waldron family was about to face their downfall.

As Edison's wife, Rosalyn had once tried to plead for mercy on his behalf, even meeting Wynter in person. Now, she could only offer a bitter smile.

Her greatest regret was marrying a man like Edison. All these years, she had clung to the idea that a husband and wife were supposed to stand united. Yet, had Edison truly treated her as a partner?

He had cheated, kept mistresses, and sneered at her, calling her a "washed-up hag".

There were moments she'd thought about following Marie's example, courageously taking the first step toward freedom. But she no longer had the strength.

"Whatever the Whitman family decides to do to the Waldron family-or me I'll accept it," she said softly, resignation etched in her voice.

Overhearing this, Edison erupted in fury. "What do you mean you'll accept it? You bitch! Are you trying to kill me?" In his rage, he lunged forward as if to strike her, completely disregarding the visitors' presence.

However, Wynter's men weren't the type o tolerate such behavior. Norman swiftly grabbed Edison's wrist and twisted it back.

"You're quite the chatterbox," Norman said calmly.

Edison, who was all bark and no bite, immediately crumbled under the pain. His face turned pale, and he collapsed to his knees.

Norman loosened his grip on Edison, casting him a fleeting, disdainful glance before turning to face Rosalyn.

"Mrs. Walrdon," he began, "I'm here today for two matters, both on Ms. Quinnell's behalf. First, she never forgets a grudge. Whatever Edison has done to the Whitman family, she remembers it all and will ensure he faces the consequences.

"Second, you're different. Ms. Quinnell knows you came to warn Mr. Whitman Senior and Mr. Whitman about the situation. If you're willing, you can leave behind the title of 'Mrs. Waldron' and reclaim yourself Rose Barne."

At the sound of that name, Rosalyn's composure crumbled entirely.

Rose Barne-a name no one had called her since her father's passing. In all her years of marriage, even Edison had never addressed her by it. Yet, in just a few days, Marie and Wynter had both reminded her of her real name.

Instantly, she could no longer hold back her tears.

Norman silently passed her a few tissues, waiting patiently for her to regain some composure.

When her sobs finally subsided, her eyes were clear and resolute. "I want to be Rose Barne again. I no longer want to be Mrs. Waldron."

The title of Mrs. Waldron had weighed her down for years. Outside her home, she was known solely by her marital title, with no one caring about her own identity. Many even assumed she owed her status to Edison.

nodded slightly at her decision and continued, "Edison's current position was built on the connections your father, Mr. Barne Senior, left behind. The Barne family did everything they could to support him

resentment. He dared to start keeping mistresses and squander your father's legacy

rightfully yours, the Quinnell family will stand with you. If you're willing, the Quinnell's Legal Department will handle your divorce

his wrist, turned pale. He knew all too well the formidable reputation of the Quinnell's Legal Department. If they took on Rose's divorce case, he would undoubtedly

his legs gave out beneath him, and he collapsed to his knees. Desperation painted his face as he begged Rose, "Honey, I was wrong! I'll cut ties with that bitch right now. Let's start over and live a good life together.

was textbook manipulation. His tears flowed freely, as though he truly intended to turn over a new

still alive, you begged me like this before. I was

voice

days ago, when you were appointed

me a 'washed-up old hag' who had no right to carry the title of your wife, and

me help you achieve that dream. And let me make one thing clear, Edison Waldron-if I had any other option earlier, I would have left long ago. Being your wife has disgusted me for years!

Norman. "Please tell Ms. Quinnell I want a

assumed." He extended his hand toward her. "Ms. Barne, the Quinnell Group will fully handle your divorce

welcomes you as a new member. The Waldron family is expelled from the chamber, and Rose Barne will take her

for a moment, then burst into

the current prestige of the Chamber of Commerce, now led by Wynter. After the exposure of the massive corruption scandal, the chamber

had

she left the Whitman residence. Noah had promised

juncture, they

in Rose's eyes. "I don't know what I've done to deserve the chance to

legacy still lives on. You've once held the position of an executive,

could she possibly contribute to the chamber? Wynter is just relying on her connections to pull

join the chamber? If the former Mr. Quinnell Senior was still alive, he'd jump out of his grave

to have her way! Just you wait! Someone will drag her down from

maniacally after his words. Edison's derangement was unmistakable. His humiliation mirrored what the Whitman family had endured at their lowest point-enemies taking pleasure in his downfall and even

of losing everything, the company he believed he had built himself, to Rose pushed him over

reputation! He used to preach, 'Those in power must discern what is worth doing and what is not.' In reality, he

His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at Rose. "The people in the Barne family are

fully understood that Estes had seen through Edison's character from the very beginning. Despite his dissatisfaction with

brought just an unloving husband into her life-she had let a venomous snake into

How naive she had

more than a country slicker. Back in her school days, she hadn't been able to

she understood everything and she wouldn't be

the divorce proceedings as quickly as possible,"

"Don't worry. The Quinnell Group is known for its

weigh on your

out", he meant dragging Edison outside and

Wynter had no such intentions. She wanted him to stay in his familiar surroundings, trampled into the mud, and to experience firsthand the emotional torture of those who had what was

prison-it would mean nothing to him. But being

the living room, Rose sat alone. She took out her phone, found Marie's number, and dialed it. Marie was in the middle of preparing medicine for Reuben when the phone rang. Answering the call, she heard Rose's voice on the

that all of Hawford will know and admire!" Rose felt a surge of inspiration light her heart ablaze. "I will, Marie. I'll work

her for giving me

were forgotten by the world. No matter

death, many had come to honor him, praising his integrity and dedication, as well as his relentless pursuit of economic development for the

had dared to publicly lash out at her in front of

always advise her, "Mrs. Waldron, you need to understand him. Being a live-in son-in- law is

had found it weird. He was the one who willingly agreed to marry into the Barne family. Why and how was it

alive, people applauded her choice to marry

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