The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family by Adela

Looking at her parents ridiculing Charlie, Claire sighed and said, "Dad, Mom, don't blame Charlie for this. It was my idea, I just don't want our family to be looked down on anymore. Haven't we suffered enough all these years?"

Claire's mother blurted, "But still, you can't take on such a task. It's not just you-even if your grandma goes in person, they wouldn't entertain her!"

Charlie managed a bitter smile as he watched the bickering. He bet that his snobbish in-laws would never believe that he was the real owner of Emgrand Group.

At this exact moment, there was a knock on the door.

"I'm coming..."

Elaine heaved a distressing sigh as she walked to the door and opened it.

Charlie shifted his gaze to the door and saw a young man donning an Armani suit standing at the door.

The man looked very charming and alluring with a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, which seemed to be worth at least four million dollars.

Elaine shrieked excitedly, "Hey, Wendell! Why are you here?"

The man was Wendell Jones, the young man of the

had been

Emgrand Group, so I'm here to give her some ideas." "Wow,

she was looking adoringly at her son-in-law. She quickly welcomed him into the house and said," Wendell, could you help Claire to win

a polite smile. He ignored Charlie entirely, treating him like a lowly ant. He walked straight to Claire and said gently, "Claire, why didn't you tell me anything about this?

he claimed to be, but he was simply trying to win Claire's heart by saying

indifferently, "Wendell, I appreciate your kind offer, but

Jones is kind and generous enough to pay you a visit

you help Claire? Emgrand Group is so big and I don't think you're much of an influence to them, right? And now you claim

Emgrand Group have always been cooperating partners for years. This time, our family can get at least one-third of their two

"Wow! I didn't know that the Jones family has such an intimate relationship with Emgrand

course! Everyone in Aurous Hill

let me offer you a piece of advice. A frog in the well like you had better leave

coldly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jones, I don't need your help and please watch

"Claire, I'm helping you, why are you still taking this

"He's not a loser, he's my

cloud hovered over Wendell's face. He growled furiously, "Okay! You asked for it, do as you please! I want to see how you're going to solve this problem! Don't come crying at me for

slammed the door, and