Chapter 1165 The Whitmans in Hawford
It was common knowledge in the Hawford circle that Marie had recently been striving to reconcile with the Whitmans.
However, Yvette had just arrived from Kingbourne and couldn’t possibly know the intricate details of the situation in Hawford.
Yet, she talked about kinship right off the bat. Was she referring to Marie? Or perhaps the Quinnell family members who were about to arrive in Hawford?
Regardless of who Yvette was referring to, her fortune–telling was eerily accurate. The readings provided by Yvette skyrocketed her fame overnight.
In reality, the aristocratic families had each been harboring their own ulterior motives. They had long been waiting to cause trouble for the Whitmans. Yvette’s readings struck a chord with them perfectly.
The Wray family, who had a good relationship with the Whitmans, approached them. “Robin, you really should be careful if even the fortune teller says so.”
Robin stood there. The ring on his finger bore the family crest, a symbol of his
immense wealth and power.
Despite being middle–aged, he exuded an air of sophistication. He maintained a well- kept physique and looked sharp in his suit. He had an air of mature elegance.
“I’ve never believed in Arcane Way and such. You should know I’m a staunch materialist,” Robin said.
Kenton Wray was about to say more when Robin tapped his glass. “I have other matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave now. As for Lady Angelica’s cooperation terms, I’ll go back and consider them carefully.”
“I can see you’re hesitant about teaming up with the Winstons.” Kenton gave Robin’s shoulder a reassuring pat.
“However, you have to consider this. Times have changed. Trying to monopolize everything can bring risks.
“You may not think highly of the Boyd family, but they’ve been solid in risk
management. Let’s explore a new approach to collaboration.”
Robin didn’t turn him down immediately. “I will give you an answer by next week.”
“I hope you come around soon. There’s no better offer than what Lady Angelica has put forward,” Kenton replied.
Robin chuckled lightly upon hearing this, neither confirming nor denying it. As he walked away from the venue, he was followed by seven or eight black–clad
bodyguards.
In the current Chamber of Commerce, he was the only one who could bring bodyguards to attend banquets. Over the years, the Whitmans had always held the
highest position.
“I didn’t know that Mr. Whitman could be so commanding and imposing,” Chad remarked in a low voice as he walked beside Kenton. “Doesn’t show much on the
surface.”
“He has always been great at hiding his true self.” Kenton glanced sideways. “That’s why I told you to be cautious.
“The Whitmans have a scholarly reputation. They are renowned for their refined
manners and civility, but they’re also the most ruthless of all.
“We should try our best not to provoke him.” Kenton set his wine glass down. “I’ve repaid my debt to Clyde for his past assistance, but you should also convey my message to him.
“The Whitmans are not easily manipulated. We must wait for the right opportunity and people before getting involved.”
Chad responded respectfully, “Thanks for the guidance, Uncle Kenton. Rest assured, my grandfather has made arrangements. When the time comes, I’m sure you’ll also
secure the position of Vice Chairman in the Chamber of Commerce.”
Kenton remained silent, and a smile played at the corner of his lips. Their thoughts and unspoken understanding were intertwined in that single glass of wine.
News of the divination from the banquet had spread in less than half a day. Disbelief
Chapter 1165 The Whitmans in Hawford
didn’t mean indifference, especially when coupled with long–standing unresolved grievances. Upon hearing the divination, the Whitmans fell into a heavy silence.
An unusual stillness enveloped the Whitmans‘ residence that day. It was as if everyone was avoiding any mention of the past. Each individual believed they had moved on. But in reality, some wounds only festered deeper with time.