Chapter 902
Quincy couldn''t imagine marrying as a sacrifice to her family!
Even though the Quincy family had raised her, marriage was for life. Quincy wasn''t about to rush
into it only to end up in a swift divorce once the two families had no more use for each other.
She knew it all too well.
And truth be told, her social standing didn''t exactly make her an ideal match for Everett.
Butpared to Dorothy, she had a slight edge.
Deep down, she was also painfully aware that Everett would never fall for her.
If... if she ended up falling for Everett, she''d be ruining her entire life.
After all, he was irreceable.
“I haven''t pressured your family, Quincy, what are you talking about? You know how close I am with
your dad!” Jonathan merelyughed, outright denying any involvement.
But Quincy wasn''t surprised. She had decided to confront the issue head-on, anticipating these very
responses.
The back-and-forth, the silent battles of the business world were beyond Quincy. Subtlety wasn''t her
strong suit; it would likely be thrown right back in her face.
“Let''s just agree to disagree then. Just please, stop talking about me marrying Everett, promise me
that.”
“I haven’t pressured your family, that''s the truth. But wanting you to be part of our family, the
Lopez family, that''s also true!” Jonathan took a deep breath and continued, “I thought once the
“But Mr. Lopez doesn''t have me in his heart.”
“Once you''re married, over time, feelings will develop!” Jonathan looked into her eyes, a slight curve
to his lips, “You can see, my son is stubborn. If he falls in love, he''s incredibly devoted. Don''t you
want to be that person he’s devoted to?”
Quincy paused, her lips parting slightly.
“I know it seems hard to change his mind right now, but see it as a high-stakes gamble! Even if you
lose, you''d still be Everett''s wife in name, thedy of the Lopez family. We won’t let you or your
family down. And if you win... well, you''d be the happiest woman in the world! You''ve seen how
good Everett is to Dorothy, haven’t you?”
If she could rece Dorothy, all that could be hers.
...
Why hadn''t Dorothy realized that she could drink so well before?
Five beers down, and after two trips to the bathroom, she was still crystal clear!
Jeffrey watched her down another, her cheeks flushed, yet she still refused to go to the hospital. He
couldn''t help but speak up, “Why don''t you just switch to liquor? It hits faster!”
“Liquor leaves a smell.”
“Tsk! So, how long do you n on drinking? If it''s too much, just pretend you''re drunk! Everett won’t
know the difference anyway.”
Dorothy gave him a nce. “I’m not drinking because I’m afraid of him realizing anything.”
Shecked the courage.
In this situation, what could she possibly say to Everett?
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How could she, the instigator, show concern for his wounds?
Jeffrey was at a loss with Dorothy. “So, there’s no more drinks. Are we continuing or not?”
“Let''s go now.”
Dorothy bit her lip. Facing Everett was inevitable.