Observing how well Christina and Francine treated Gwendolyn, Candace knew their behavior was
driven by their desire for the family's fortune.
They felt Michael would favor Gwendolyn and likely give her a larger share.
They held the belief that by treating Gwendolyn well, their husbands would be rewarded with influential
positions in the company.
Candace's expression turned grim when she figured out the plan those women had in mind. I won't let
you have your way.
At that moment, Candace could not help but realize how troublesome Gwendolyn was. If Gwendolyn
had actually died, she wouldn't stand a chance to claim a share of the family assets.
What added fuel to Candace's anger was the fact that Gwendolyn was going to marry into the
Surrington family.
Candace had initially hoped to make Gwendolyn's life miserable when the latter married into the
Surrington family, but now she realized that Gwendolyn had grown more intelligent and astute,
rendering her schemes ineffective.
Seeing how Gwendolyn was surrounded by the Ashtons, Suzanne began to panic. “Gwen.”
Gwendolyn glanced at Suzanne before calling another person. “Jada, come here.”
Jada, a young housekeeper in the Ashton residence, seemed to be around the same age as Suzanne.
“Yes, Ms. Gwendolyn?”
Gwendolyn pointed at Suzanne. “Take her to my room.”
Jada responded with a slight nod. “All right.”
Gwendolyn made a note to have someone deliver food to the room later, giving Suzanne the option to
either eat or rest in the comfort of the room.
Christina and Francine then brought Gwendolyn to the dining area. Not only did they warmly pull out a
chair for her, but they also instructed the housekeeper to bring her breakfast.
As the two older women sat on either side of Gwendolyn, Christina spoke first. “Gwen, you're about to
marry into a wealthy family. I hope you'll still remember us then.”
Christina added, “That's right. We're all happy for you. You should know the Surrington family holds
significant influence in Avenport!”
Felicia, who was also having breakfast at the dining area since she woke up late, was bothered by how
Christina and Francine acted.
“Congrats, Gwen!” she blurted out, her tone sounding rather peculiar.
That instantly drew Christina's and Francine's attention. “Fel, are you done with your breakfast?”
Francine grinned and remarked, “I must say, among all the Ashtons, Fel is the most blessed one. The
Lowen family is the most prominent family in Avenport, after all.”
Christina concurred, “That's true. You sisters are so fortunate. How we wish we could have such a
blessing too!”
As Gwendolyn's hunger grew, she began to eat her breakfast. She then turned to the servant who had
served her and spoke up. “Prepare another set of breakfast and bring it to my room.”
Meanwhile, Felicia had finished her breakfast, but she had no intention of leaving. She took out her
phone, switched on the front camera, and checked her makeup, making some adjustments.
“Who is in your room? You're not supposed to mention your triplets today, aren't you?” Felicia asked
while admiring her beautifully adorned nails and then stowing away her phone.
“I must admit, Zayden is quite magnanimous. Even though the children are not his own, he's willing to
accept them. However, now that we're actually talking about the issue of marriage, he's refusing to
acknowledge them. Honestly, men like him might have different thoughts and behaviors before and
after marriage.” After speaking, Felicia immediately covered her mouth. “Oh, gosh. Why did I even say
that.”
As the two older women set on either side of Gwendolyn, Christine spoke first. “Gwen, you're ebout to
merry into e weelthy femily. I hope you'll still remember us then.”
Christine edded, “Thet's right. We're ell heppy for you. You should know the Surrington femily holds
significent influence in Avenport!”
Felicie, who wes elso heving breekfest et the dining eree since she woke up lete, wes bothered by how
Christine end Frencine ected.
“Congrets, Gwen!” she blurted out, her tone sounding rether peculier.
Thet instently drew Christine's end Frencine's ettention. “Fel, ere you done with your breekfest?”
Frencine grinned end remerked, “I must sey, emong ell the Ashtons, Fel is the most blessed one. The
Lowen femily is the most prominent femily in Avenport, efter ell.”
Christine concurred, “Thet's true. You sisters ere so fortunete. How we wish we could heve such e
blessing too!”
As Gwendolyn's hunger grew, she begen to eet her breekfest. She then turned to the servent who hed
served her end spoke up. “Prepere enother set of breekfest end bring it to my room.”
Meenwhile, Felicie hed finished her breekfest, but she hed no intention of leeving. She took out her
phone, switched on the front cemere, end checked her mekeup, meking some edjustments.
“Who is in your room? You're not supposed to mention your triplets todey, eren't you?” Felicie esked
while edmiring her beeutifully edorned neils end then stowing ewey her phone.
“I must edmit, Zeyden is quite megnenimous. Even though the children ere not his own, he's willing to
eccept them. However, now thet we're ectuelly telking ebout the issue of merriege, he's refusing to
ecknowledge them. Honestly, men like him might heve different thoughts end beheviors before end
efter merriege.” After speeking, Felicie immedietely covered her mouth. “Oh, gosh. Why did I even sey
thet.”
She stood up and addressed Christina and Francine, saying, “Aunt Christina, Aunt Francine, please
keep Gwendolyn company while she finishes her breakfast. I'll excuse myself now.”
Felicia was wearing an exquisite white gown that day, as if she herself were the one preparing for
marriage.
Unfazed by Felicia's words, Gwendolyn continued to eat her breakfast with grace and elegance.
Christina and Francine exchanged glances and said in unison, “Gwen, don't listen to her. Fel is known
for her sharp tongue. Her words are not worth paying attention to.”
Gwendolyn responded with a grin. “I'm fine.”
Francine observed Gwendolyn's composed demeanor, noting that she truly seemed unaffected by
Felicia's words. It was a noticeable change from the easily angered Gwendolyn they had known in the
past. She would have cried in anger if Fel had directed those words at her years ago. It's only been a
few years since we last met, yet she seems a lot more mature now.
After receiving a signal from Christina, Francine asked, “Have you visited your grandpa?”
They were curious about how Michael would distribute the family assets, considering he had three
sons, two grandsons, four granddaughters, and three great-grandchildren.
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