Leonie scoffed, “Dad, what are you gonna do, invite us over for a barbecue?” Terrence’s
voice was tinged with anger, “You’ll find out soon enough!” After hanging up, Leonie
looked towards her husband, Stanley, with a hint of unease, “Honey, have we just burned
bridges with my father? Could this backfire on us?” Stanley replied gravely, “Things have
escalated too far, there’s no turning back now.” Leonie slumped into her chair, “We
support Estelle because Mr. Foster approached us, and it’s also because I feel so sorry for
her. She’s hit a streak of bad luck with a dad and stepmom like that!” Stanley pondered,
“Don’t you find the whole situation odd? First, there were accusations of Estelle taking
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his wife are piling on with their public statements. It’s almost like it’s all been
orchestrated. What do you think they’re up to?” Leonie, too, sensed that something was
amiss. Their suspicions were soon addressed when the Crawleys paid them a visit to talk
about the online posts. “Mr. and Mrs. Macclain!” greeted the man who had earlier
approached Mr. Tucker. He placed a card on the table in front of Leonie, “Here’s $2 million,
a small token of appreciation from Mr. Cliff to both of you.” Leonie’s brow twitched as she
eyed the card without touching it. $2 million was not a fortune for a family like theirs, but
it was not an amount to scoff at either. The Macclains were an old-money family in J City.
They appeared grand but were on their last legs. Originally,
Terrence had held on to the main company, securing his position as the chairman, and had
distributed a few subsidiaries to his three sons. However, once the businesses were in
their hands, they had been on a steady decline. The economy had been rough these past
years, and they were just getting by, living slightly more comfortably than the average
person. Stanley asked calmly, “What are you implying?” The man said, “Mr. Macclain, you
are a smart man, so I’ll get straight to the point. The designer known as KING has crossed
our Miss, and old Mr. Macclain has already struck a deal with Mr. Cliff. As long as you
disassociate yourselves from her, Mr. Cliff will continue collaborating with the Crawley
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family on a project in B City. If the Macclains are considering a move to B City, Mr. Cliff can
lend a hand.” Stanley and Leonie exchanged a glance, instantly putting the pieces
together. No wonder Estelle’s grandpa and her parents were so adamant in framing
Estelle! “The Macclain family’s moving to B City, and Mr. and Mrs. Macclain, you surely
plan to follow,” the man said with a chilling smile. “I’m certain you don’t want to be
abandoned by the family or oppose the Crawleys. So, delete your online statements
quickly and claim that it was KING who coerced you using your daughter’s future.” Leonie
clenched her fists, her gaze flickering as she looked down. Stanley remained silent.
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mouth!”
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