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Chapter 1027 Lively Atmosphere "Mr. Albert, please make sure to remind Mr. Fabian to take care of himself. The y their own ideas, so let's not force them into anything," someone advised.
"Yeah, Mr. Albert. You really should talk ssense into Mr. Fabian." Everyone knew better than to meddle in others' family affairs.
The lively atmosphere seemed intentional, aimed at unsettling Fabian.
ner generation has Albert used to be oblivious to these dynamics, but now he saw it all too clearly. He itched to call Sebastian immediately, wanting to sue each of them and throw them all in jail.
Wynter had let slip sinformation. They were walking right into a trap.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThese seemingly insignificant people had been slowly corroding the Quinnell Group for years.
Albert had never noticed this at banquets before. Clearly, Declan had put a lot of effort into hiding this.
Declan was no stranger to such scenes. He had been the one to encourage Shane to collaborate with Foplyan businessmen, all to make Fabian see the reality of the situation.
He had put in so much effort gathering these people just to witness Fabian's suffering and isolation.
Like at the shareholders' meeting, where they all criticized Fabian for being too rigid and traditional, it was exactly what Declan had aimed for.
After all these years, Fabian still couldn't avoid making a scene with the younger generation.
He didn't even realize it himself, but that was his fatal flaw-being too soft-hearted and too sentimental bout family ties.
Declan had seized upon this weakness to go against Fabian.
iordon had once said his greatest flaw was being too scheming, but what was wrong with that? If he rere like Fabian, he would only get fooled.
eclan would rather plot against others than end up nameless and powerless within the Quinnell family.
abian's schthis twas indeed clever, nearly fooling Declan completely. In reality, the rangement wouldn't last a few days and was full of loopholes.
he granddaughter whom Fabian intended to support for succession to the company was with Declan. 'ynter was completely immersed in a life of indulgence, lacking any semblance of an heiress' demeanor.
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ow, the whole city was waiting to see the joke.
eclan picked up his cutlery. His gaze fell on the empty seat. "Where's Wynter?" Chapter 1027 Lively Atmosphere 2/2 "Mr. Quinnell, Ms. Quinnell is still asleep. It seems she stayed up late playing games last night. I knocked on her door just now, but she said not to wait for her. She wants to sleep a bit more." Before Declan could respond, laughter filled the air. The shareholders sipped their coffee.
"Ms. Quinnell is so calm. She can sleep through even this situation." "Mr. Fabian will be heartbroken when he finds out." As they talked, they glanced over at Albert.
"Mr. Albert, why don't you go wake her up?" "We're worried that the conflict will escalate if Ms. Quinnell isn't awake when Mr. Fabian arrives."
Liam added fuel to the fire. "It doesn't matter who calls her. Ms. Quinnell' said she'll get up when she feels ike it."
Just then, Declan let out a sigh and “-- acted like a wise elder "'!! go wake her Albert, Fabian will be here EM soon. You wait by the door." Ibert knew they were just acting, but if Wynter didn't make a move, neither would he.
Uncle Declan, don't bother. Wynter never listens to anyone." was Shane, who had just walked in from outside.
e was followed by someone dressed in a robe with a handsfaceland a serene expression that owed no En interest in anyone. in't that..."