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Chapter 1242 Make the Whitmans Give In
Chapter 1242 Make the Whitmans Give In
These words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. How could a daughter not think of visiting her father?
Lynette didn’t mention a single word about Marie seeking her out. She did this intentionally, even spreading the word to ensure everyone was cautious not to spill the beans.
The Wray family, of course, wouldn’t speak openly about this matter.
They would only say, “This is the Whitmans‘ private matter. All is good when we say the right things, but if we say something wrong, we’ll be blamed by both sides.
“After all, it’s hard for an outsider to judge family affairs. If the Whitman family is unhappy, it could harm our relationship.”
With the Wray family avoiding involvement, others were even less likely to push themselves forward. As the Wray family said, there was no need to risk upsetting the Whitman family.
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Moreover, given the current situation in the Chamber of Commerce, they weren’t particularly eager to see Marie reconcile with the Whitmans.
The truth was, Marie had visited the Whitman residence once. The reason they didn’t know about her visit was due to internal issues within the Whitman household.
Marlon was unaware of this as he had been traveling far and wide, tirelessly searching for a doctor who could treat Reuben.
Marlon was exhausted at this point. “Lynette, I know you and Marie are good friends and want to speak on her behalf. You don’t need to make excuses for her. If she wants to come back, she will.”
Lynette wanted to say more, but Reuben interjected as he gripped his
handkerchief, his face sallow. “Lynette, I’m old and can’t sit for long periods. Let Emma know what you’d like to eat.”
With that, Reuben stood up. His hand on the cane was trembling. His age had caught up with him, and his organs were failing. “Marlon, keep Lynette
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company. Kevin, help me.”
Kevin Hinton, the butler, immediately came to assist Reuben to his room upon hearing him call.
Lynette’s goal was achieved, so she didn’t see a point in lingering further. Watching Reuben’s frail figure, she remarked sadly, “Mr. Reuben has aged so much these past two years.
“I still remember the time when nothing could rattle him. He would calmly write calligraphy even if the sky was falling. Now, we’ve grown up, and he has grown old.”
Lynette knew how to evoke emotions from Marlon. After all, they practically grew up together.
“Mr. Reuben doesn’t seem to like Dr. Campbell. Do you think he’ll refuse treatment when the doctor arrives?” Lynette continued, asking Marlon tentatively, “Should I ask my brother to hold off for now?”
“No need to wait. Keep Evan’s appointment. As long as he can help Dad, everything my brother and I promised the Wray family still stands,” Marlon replied calmly, as if discussing a mere transaction.
Lynette paused briefly before smiling, “Marlon, I see you as an older brother, just like Marie did.
“You sound upset. Is there a misunderstanding about my brother’s actions in the Chamber of Commerce? He just wants our families to collaborate more closely, nothing else.”
“Sorry, Lynette. I’ve been worried about Dad’s health and spoke hastily.” Marlon smiled slightly. “It’s normal to have different business philosophies. No hard feelings.
“We are all aware of how you treat Dad. You’ve brought plenty of herbal
medicine here. Only when you visit does he feel lively. I should thank you on his behalf.”
“Marlon, we’re family. Don’t be so formal I used to eat and live in the Whitman residence. When my father hit me, it was Mr. Reuben who intervened.
“I won’t mention Marie anymore. Dr. Campbell’s schedule is tight, so you need to act quickly.”