Chapter 393
It wasn’t Ellinor, nor was it Theo.
It was Devin who couldn’t help but crack up.
Never in his years had he seen a woman so inconspicuous yet brimming with confidence. Clearing his throat to suppress his laughter, Devin excused himself, “Pardon me! I need to check on dinner…”
Theo fixed his gaze and gave Sheila a once–over, “What makes you think you can hold a candle to Ellinor? Your character, knowledge, or appearance, which one of them is worth a strand of Mrs. Blanchet’s hair?”
His words stung Sheila’s pride. She knew Ellinor’s beauty was enviable, but she didn’t think she fell short either. After all, she was an actress, wasn’t she?
What gave Theo the right to look down on her?
And that Ellinor was always in plain clothes and looked like a country bumpkin!
Tracy stepped in, confronting Theo, “Mr. Blanchet, how could you go back on your word? The first time we met, you sent someone to our home, saying you wanted to marry our daughter. That’s why we threw that party! But you didn’t show up, leaving us to lose face in front of our friends and relatives. You can’t just shirk your responsibilities!”
“Do the Mendozas only have one daughter? Didn’t you wonder if all my intentions were for Ellinor from the start?”
Tracy was speechless and dumbfounded.
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In Tracy’s mind, when talking about the Mendoza’s daughter, it obviously referred to her biological child, Sheila. Who would have thought it was that country girl, Ellinor!
Theo gently laid his hand on Ellinor’s shoulder, tenderly tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
You should understand that the only reason you’re here is because you’re related to Ellinor! If you continue treating her like this, I won’t hesitate to show you the door! My wife doesn’t need relatives like you. Devin, show them out!”
Devin appeared from the kitchen, summoning a few servants to ‘escort‘ the guests out.
Tracy quickly changed her tune, “Mr. Blanchet, there might be a misunderstanding; we can talk it out…”
The Blanchet’s servants had been enduring them the whole day. Now that Mr. Blanchet had given the order, they were finally able to send them off. There was no way they were going to let them have another say!
Being dragged out, Sheila came back to her senses and yelled out, still not giving up, “Mr. Blanchet, you’ve been fooled by Ellinor. I’m your bride! It’s me!”
Seizing the opportunity, Arnold broke free and rushed back, dropping all pretenses and wearing a big smile, “Mr. Blanchet, regardless of which daughter becomes your wife, I’ll still be your father–in–law. Our relationship won’t change.”
