Chapter 902

Quincy couldn't imagine marrying as a sacrifice to her family!

Even though the Quincy family had raised her, marriage was for life. Quincy wasn't about to rush

into it only to end up in a swift divorce once the two families had no more use for each other.

She knew it all too well.

And truth be told, her social standing didn't exactly make her an ideal match for Everett.

But compared to Dorothy, she had a slight edge.

Deep down, she was also painfully aware that Everett would never fall for her.

If... if she ended up falling for Everett, she'd be ruining her entire life.

After all, he was irreplaceable.

“I haven't pressured your family, Quincy, what are you talking about? You know how close I am with

your dad!” Jonathan merely laughed, outright denying any involvement.

But Quincy wasn't surprised. She had decided to confront the issue head-on, anticipating these very

responses.

The back-and-forth, the silent battles of the business world were beyond Quincy. Subtlety wasn't her

strong suit; it would likely be thrown right back in her face.

“Let's just agree to disagree then. Just please, stop talking about me marrying Everett, promise me

that.”

“I haven’t pressured your family, that's the truth. But wanting you to become part of our family, the

Lopez family, that's also true!” Jonathan took a deep breath and continued, “I thought once the

lawsuit was over, if Dorothy could just calm down, I'd let it be. But—Dorothy's just too stubborn! If I

back down now, wouldn't the Lopez family be at her mercy from then on?”

“But Mr. Lopez doesn't have me in his heart.”

“Once you're married, over time, feelings will develop!” Jonathan looked into her eyes, a slight curve

to his lips, “You can see, my son is stubborn. If he falls in love, he's incredibly devoted. Don't you

want to be that person he’s devoted to?”

Quincy paused, her lips parting slightly.

“I know it seems hard to change his mind right now, but see it as a high-stakes gamble! Even if you

lose, you'd still be Everett's wife in name, the lady of the Lopez family. We won’t let you or your

family down. And if you win... well, you'd be the happiest woman in the world! You've seen how

good Everett is to Dorothy, haven’t you?”

If she could replace Dorothy, all that could be hers.

...

Why hadn't Dorothy realized that she could drink so well before?

Five beers down, and after two trips to the bathroom, she was still crystal clear!

Jeffrey watched her down another, her cheeks flushed, yet she still refused to go to the hospital. He

couldn't help but speak up, “Why don't you just switch to liquor? It hits faster!”

“Liquor leaves a smell.”

“Tsk! So, how long do you plan on drinking? If it's too much, just pretend you're drunk! Everett won’t

know the difference anyway.”

Dorothy gave him a glance. “I’m not drinking because I’m afraid of him realizing anything.”

She lacked the courage.

In this situation, what could she possibly say to Everett?

How could she, the instigator, show concern for his wounds?

Jeffrey was at a loss with Dorothy. “So, there’s no more drinks. Are we continuing or not?”

“Let's go now.”

Dorothy bit her lip. Facing Everett was inevitable.