Chapter 323:
Belinda gave Jose a sharp nudge under the table, a silent but urgent signal for him to take the lead.
Jose spoke, his voice steady but carrying an unmistakable gravity.
âMr. Sanderson, weâre here today to discuss a rather delicate matter: the annulment of the engagement between our children.â His expression was grim, his words measured but firm.
Without missing a beat, Belinda jumped in, her voice tinged with forced politeness.
âIâm sure you know how exceptional Rhys is among the younger generation.
Heâs independent, has his own ambitions, and frankly, he has no interest in the engagement. So, weâve had no choice but to bring up this annulment, even if it makes us look bad.â
Lonnieâs face darkened instantly, his usual calm replaced with a brewing storm. If it werenât for the years of friendship between Belinda and his wife, Skyla, he never would have agreed to this marriage proposal so swiftly.
And now, after the whole world knew about the alliance between the Green and Sanderson families, they had the audacity to call it off. This wasnât just an insult. It was a blatant humiliation aimed at Harlee.
A cold and dangerous glint flickered in Lonnieâs eyes, a warning that he wasnât taking this lightly. Sensing the tension, Belinda decided it was time to play her trump card. With a calm she didnât truly feel, she pulled out her phone and hit play, showing a video where Harlee was seen attacking Angela.
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Belinda continued, feigning regret, âMr. Sanderson, itâs not that weâre eager to break off the engagement. Itâs just that itâs obvious my son and your daughter simply arenât suited for each otherâ¦â
âNot suited? Are you implying that Harlee isnât good enough for Rhys?â Lonnie responded, his deep voice laced with an icy edge, his narrowed eyes flickering with a threatening light.
Belindaâs eyebrows arched sharply, her eyes narrowing.
âIndeed.â She surmised that Harlee was clearly unworthy of Rhysâ attention with such a blatant lack of refinement.
âThatâs absurd!â Skyla burst into the room, her entrance accompanied by a swift rush of air and a commanding aura, her eyes blazing with fury.
Her time with Harlee had shown her the allure of a life unconstrained by societal expectationsâ a truly liberating experience.
Who made the rule that a lady couldnât curse? Or that she needed to act demure all the time? To hell with such foolish restrictions! What truly counted was her own happiness! Skyla, her anger reaching a boiling point, slammed her hand down on the table in front of Belinda.
âJade Hughes, donât test our patience!â
At the mention of âJade Hughes,â Belindaâs expression darkened instantly. She loathed being addressed by her birth name, feeling it was entirely beneath her current stature.
âSkyla, are you trying to provoke me on purpose?â
Skylaâs smirk widened mischievously.
âIndeed, I am.
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