Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau-Chapter 710 - 368: All Inherited
Autumn Stetford smiled but didn’t respond.
Sitting diagonally opposite to Autumn Stetford, Mrs. Sheldon hurriedly said, "Actually, this is the internet era now, everyone can work from anywhere."
"That’s true, our company switched all meetings to remote long ago."
At this time, another middle-aged noblewoman said, "Mrs. Stetford, your daughter Betty is turning twenty-one this year, isn’t she? In our kind of families, turning twenty-one means adulthood, when they can have their own trust funds. Wouldn’t it be the time she could come here and meet everyone?"
Lawrence Winters listened from nearby, amazed that Ruby Sheldon had never come to this "Grand Assembly"?
But why did Autumn Stetford bring Ivy Quinn, her "best friend’s daughter," and not her own daughter?
Mrs. Fuchs smiled and took a sip of tequila, tilting her head slightly, "Betty is rather frail. But at twenty-one, when she can freely access her trust fund, will she join Sheldon Group?"
Autumn Stetford shook her head with a smile, "Betty is indeed frail. I just hope she can enjoy the days she wants without worrying about work. As for our Grand Assembly, she’s unlikely to have a chance to attend."
"But even if she doesn’t come, everyone will meet her eventually. When she turns twenty-one, we plan to give her a grand adult debut birthday party, and we hope you’ll honor us with your presence."
Upon hearing this, everyone became excited again, assuring that they would attend and reminding Autumn Stetford to send out invitations.
After this round of lively discussion, everyone had finished three main courses.
Next came the dessert.
Lawrence Winters was already full, cheerfully declined the dessert, and stood up to get some fresh air by the window.
Ruby Sheldon also didn’t want dessert, quickly stood up, and said, "Lawrence, I’ll go with you."
The two walked to the half-open window, sipping juice and chatting.
Lawrence Winters quietly asked, "...Ruby, will your cousin really not come to this place?"
Ruby Sheldon whispered, "This Grand Assembly requires one to be a major shareholder or a company executive, all considered professional women."
"As for Betty..." Ruby glanced toward Autumn Stetford, who was talking with Ivy Quinn and not paying attention to them. Then she leaned closer to Lawrence Winters and whispered, "I heard from my dad that Betty’s trust fund doesn’t contain any shares of Sheldon Group... Betty doesn’t work, hence not qualified to come here..."
Lawrence Winters suddenly understood, "So that’s the reason? Those without shares, not working, and only living off family wealth, aren’t qualified for this gathering?"
Ruby Sheldon nodded with a smile.
Lawrence Winters found this quite amusing.
She chatted with Ruby Sheldon for a while, and those eating dessert had finished as well.
The waiters cleared the tableware and brought out the fruit.
Lawrence Winters and Ruby Sheldon then went over to eat some fruit.
Just then, someone walked in and whispered something into Mrs. Stet’s ear.
Mrs. Stet immediately lit up with joy, her round face beaming like a blooming dahlia.
She walked over to Lawrence Winters, hugged her, and said, "Lawrence, you’re amazing! Just as you said! My daughter-in-law gave birth to a bouncing baby boy today! It’s our family’s first grandson from the third generation!"
She smiled at the people in the hall and said, "Make yourselves at home, I need to leave now to see my grandson!"
Mrs. Stet’s joy was infectious, and everyone congratulated her as they watched her leave with her family’s butler.
After Mrs. Stet left, all eyes turned to Lawrence Winters.
Before lunch, Lawrence Winters had read Mrs. Stet’s fortune, saying she would experience the joy of welcoming a new member to the family, and it really happened!
Because even these people had no idea Mrs. Stet’s daughter-in-law was pregnant again!
Lawrence Winters modestly said it was just a coincidence, without revealing her identity as the Heavenly Master.
Ivy Quinn looked at Lawrence Winters with curiosity and asked, "Miss, what is your last name? How did you learn to read fortunes? I thought all fortune-tellers were old men with beards..."
Lawrence Winters laughed and said, "No need for formalities, my last name is Winters, you can call me Lawrence. I was just guessing..."
She hadn’t finished speaking when Autumn Stet lazily commented, "How can it be random guessing? After all, Miss Winters’ family is traditionally skilled in feng shui and face reading, it’s a deep-rooted family heritage!"
Ivy Quinn gave an "Oh" and looked at her with disdain, sizing her up, "... so your family has a tradition of fortune-telling..."
Almost as if she wanted to write "fraud" all over her face.
Lawrence Winters curled her lips into a smile and said, "Yes, my family traditionally reads feng shui, your family traditionally performs circumcisions, we’re even."
Poof—!
The people in the hall couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"You—!" Ivy Quinn’s face turned as red as two sheets, furious at Lawrence Winters’ words, "How can you talk so crudely?!"
"Crude? I just stated your family’s hospital services, you call me crude?" Lawrence Winters shrugged, pulled out her phone, and did a search to show her, "Look, isn’t this Quinn’s private hospital yours? Check out the service range, noblewomen seeking childbirth, abortions, cesarean sections, circumcisions..."
Deep down Ivy Quinn knew, too.
The primary services of private hospitals could roughly be described as such, Lawrence Winters wasn’t wrong at all.
But pointing it out was quite different from saying nothing, Lawrence Winters’ words were straight hits on her dignity.
Autumn Stet coldly gazed at Lawrence Winters and said indifferently, "Miss Winters is just as quick witted, but lacking virtue."
To accuse the Heavenly Master of "lacking virtue" was like reprimanding a monk by calling him a bald thief, both were striking insults.
Lawrence Winters clenched her fists, yearning to retaliate, but recalling the Sheldon’s power and Autumn Stet’s grotesque character diminished her courage.
At this point, Mrs. Fuchs gently pulled Lawrence Winters’ hand, smiled at Autumn Stet, and said, "Mrs. Stetford, it’s just a bickering between youngsters, young women tend to be proud and assertive, understandable and forgivable."
She glanced at Ivy Quinn without speaking, but her expression clearly showed it was Ivy Quinn’s fault. She provoked first, yet they wouldn’t be nitpicking it.
Ivy Quinn was so exasperated by Mrs. Fuchs’ glance that she almost vomited blood.
That look from Mrs. Fuchs was a masterclass compared to Ivy Quinn’s previous disdainful look at Lawrence Winters.
"Well, let’s head back, it’s getting late." Mrs. Fuchs withdrew her gaze and led Lawrence Winters towards the elevator.
Soon, the elevator arrived, and Mrs. Fuchs unhesitatingly took Lawrence Winters inside first.
Autumn Stet and Ivy Quinn followed suit.
The four of them said no more, each exiting the elevator and getting into their respective cars.
As soon as Ivy Quinn got in the car, she started crying, "Aunt Stetford, you have to help me, how is that Lawrence Winters so hateful? How am I supposed to face those people after she said that?!"
Whenever people see her, they’d only think of the five words "family tradition of circumcision," what image does she have left?!
Autumn Stet reclined her head against the car window, expressionless, thinking, Lawrence Winters destroyed your image with a single word, but all you do is whine, overestimating you?
Originally, Autumn was planning to evaluate Ivy Quinn for her elder son’s marriage prospects, to see if she was worthy of being her daughter-in-law.
Being unable to withstand a mere sentence from Lawrence Winters, such a woman is disqualified.
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