It wasnât Ellinor, nor was it Theo.
It was Devin who couldnât help but crack up.
Never in his years had he seen a woman so inconspicuous yet brimming with confidence. Clearing his throat to suppress his laughter, Devin excused himself, âPardon me! I need to check on dinnerâ¦â
Theo fixed his gaze and gave Sheila a onceâover, âWhat makes you think you can hold a candle to Ellinor? Your character, knowledge, or appearance, which one of them is worth a strand of Mrs.
Blanchetâs hair?â
His words stung Sheilaâs pride. She knew Ellinorâs beauty was enviable, but she didnât think she fell short either. After all, she was an actress, wasnât she?
What gave Theo the right to look down on her?
And that Ellinor was always in plain clothes and looked like a country bumpkin!
Tracy stepped in, confronting Theo, âMr. Blanchet, how could you go back on your word? The first time we met, you sent someone to our home, saying you wanted to marry our daughter. Thatâs why we threw that party! But you didnât show up, leaving us to lose face in front of our friends and relatives. You canât just shirk your responsibilities!â
âDo the Mendozas only have one daughter? Didnât you wonder if all my intentions were for Ellinor from the start?â
Tracy was speechless and dumbfounded.
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In Tracyâs mind, when talking about the Mendozaâs daughter, it obviously referred to her biological child, Sheila. Who would have thought it was that country girl, Ellinor!
Theo gently laid his hand on Ellinorâs shoulder, tenderly tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
You should understand that the only reason youâre here is because youâre related to Ellinor! If you continue treating her like this, I wonât hesitate to show you the door! My wife doesnât need relatives like you. Devin, show them out!â
Devin appeared from the kitchen, summoning a few servants to âescortâ the guests out.
Tracy quickly changed her tune, âMr. Blanchet, there might be a misunderstanding; we can talk it outâ¦â
The Blanchetâs servants had been enduring them the whole day. Now that Mr. Blanchet had given the order, they were finally able to send them off. There was no way they were going to let them have another say!
Being dragged out, Sheila came back to her senses and yelled out, still not giving up, âMr. Blanchet, youâve been fooled by Ellinor. Iâm your bride! Itâs me!â
Seizing the opportunity, Arnold broke free and rushed back, dropping all pretenses and wearing a big smile, âMr. Blanchet, regardless of which daughter becomes your wife, Iâll still be your fatherâinâlaw.
Our relationship wonât change.â