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

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.

position was built on the connections your father, Mr. Barne Senior, left behind.

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

is 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

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. I was wrong, and I'll

textbook manipulation. His tears flowed freely, as though he

still alive, you begged

voice cracked

betrayals. "Just three days ago, when you were appointed the Chamber of Commerce's acting chairman, you threatened me.

'washed-up old hag' who had no right to carry the title of your wife, and you couldn't wait to bring your mistress

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! I detested being

Norman. "Please tell

assumed." He extended his hand toward her. "Ms. Barne, the Quinnell

is expelled

then burst into

massive corruption scandal, the chamber in Hawford had risen to a level of national recognition, and countless talented entrepreneurs

had chosen

day she left the Whitman residence. Noah had promised to

critical juncture, they had come to help

eyes. "I don't know what I've

said the Barne family's legacy still lives on. You've once held the position of an executive, so surely, you can manage a business just as well. What

to the chamber?

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

face twisted in bitterness, going completely mad. "Colifernia will not allow her to have her way! Just you wait! Someone will

laughing maniacally after his words. Edison's derangement was unmistakable. His humiliation mirrored what the Whitman family had

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

about nothing but his reputation! He used to preach, 'Those in power must discern what is worth doing and what is not.' In reality, he just

I'd have soared long ago!" His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at Rose. "The people in the Barne family are all the same! Stubborn and obsessed

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

had let a venomous snake into her home. She had believed he

How naive

Back in her school days,

everything and

divorce proceedings as quickly as possible," Rose

The Quinnell Group is known

him here might weigh on your mood, so I'll take

he meant dragging Edison outside and tossing him on

But 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 rightfully theirs

Edison wouldn't suffer in prison-it would mean nothing to him. But being left to rot in his own domain, where everyone could watch his disgrace that

middle of preparing medicine for Reuben when the phone rang. Answering the call, she heard Rose's voice on the other end. "Thank

is what you deserve. There's no need to thank me. From now on, just focus on being yourself. Shake off those old labels and become the Rose Barne that all of Hawford will know and admire!" Rose felt a surge of inspiration light her heart ablaze. "I will, Marie. I'll work hard and learn from you. Having a friend like you is the

thank Wynter for me. Thank her for giving me this opportunity, and above all, for

longer in their roles, were forgotten by the world. No matter

an accident while working in the countryside. In the days after his death, many had come to honor him, praising his integrity and dedication,

Even Edison had dared to publicly lash

around her would always advise her, "Mrs. Waldron, you need to understand him. Being a live-in son-in- law is always going to be difficult for a man-it's

was the one who willingly agreed to marry into the Barne family. Why and how

her choice to marry

would warn Edison, "You're lucky to marry into the Barne family. If you ever step out of line, don't think Mr. Barne Senior will be the only one angry-we