Camille Grant froze for a mont.
Alessia Quinn continued, "Besides, Mabel Quinn and the Quinn Family aren’t related by blood. Although they’re technically uncle and niece now, at that ti, just find so excuse and it will beco a love story that transcends age! Just bring in a few reporters and write so soft articles, and it’ll be done!"
"Enough!" Camille Grant scolded, "Don’t go spouting this nonsense outside. I’ll discuss it with your dad."
Alessia Quinn acknowledged with a nod and turned her gaze towards Mabel Quinn standing beside Edward Quinn, a flash of jealousy in her eyes. A woman like her, dreaming of becoming the mistress of the Quinn Family? Keep dreaming!
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Dorian Howards deliberately went to block Kyle Kinston at the Corporation after work.
"How about we go for a drink?" He smiled slightly, though his smile was sowhat forced.
Kyle Kinston looked at him and asked, "What happened?" After all, his friend’s deanor didn’t seem typical.
"Alice Conley and I are completely over. I’m feeling a bit down, so I wanted to grab a drink with you," Dorian Howards said with a bitter smile.
Kyle Kinston was a bit surprised. He had thought his friend would chase after Alice Conley forever.
"You know, aren’t we really such brothers in misfortune?" Dorian Howards said.
Kyle Kinston was speechless, but he still went to a club with Dorian Howards to have so drinks. Compared to Dorian Howards, who kept drinking one glass after another, Kyle Kinston drank very little, mostly just sitting there quietly with his glass, lost in thought.
"Do you think sotis it’s better not to understand what love is, at least it wouldn’t feel so oppressive," Dorian Howards was intent on getting himself drunk today, "Kyle, you know, I’ve never been played by a woman like that in my whole life. One mont she has in heaven, the next she throws into the Hell Realm. At that mont, I really hated her, hated why I loved such a woman, such a heartless woman!"
"Then why not just make her disappear," Kyle Kinston said blandly, as if he were just talking about the weather.
Dorian Howards raised his head suddenly, eyes wide open, stumbled to his feet, walked up to Kyle Kinston, and grabbed him by the collar, "No, you can’t, no matter how much I hate her, you can’t touch her! Just like if I wanted to do sothing to Mabel Quinn, what would you do to ?"
Kyle Kinston’s eyes narrowed sharply, the answer was obvious.
"Kyle..." Dorian Howards sighed suddenly, "For , Alice Conley never loved , but Mabel Quinn, she has feelings for you. Are you really going to give up on this relationship? Just because you’re afraid of following in your parents’ footsteps?"
"If her heart still has feelings for soone else, then that kind of love, I would rather not have," Kyle Kinston said, with his own pride.
Dorian Howards shook his head and said, "Kyle, if love could be taken back so easily, it wouldn’t be love. Besides... she’s your fate’s match... In the history of the Kinston Family, is there anyone who inherited the Blood Curse who didn’t love their fate’s match?"
For a mont, he saw his friend’s face turn cold, Dorian Howards chuckled, "Not a single one, right?"
Kyle Kinston pressed his thin lips together, yes, not a single one. If the people of the Kinston Family truly decide not to love their fate’s match, then at that mont, they would end their own life.
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