Chapter 1035 Declan’s Identity
Wynter’s remark hit home. However, when she mentioned Kolton, it seemed somewhat perfunctory and insincere.
But no matter what, her goal had been achieved–to fight fire with fire.
Their relatives, who had come to witness the spectacle, now turned their suspicious eyes toward Declan. The reverence they had show him earlier had evaporated into
doubt.
Everyone believed in geomancy here. There was no room for misunderstanding.
Kolton, in particular, couldn’t have made a mistake.
It meant Declan had indeed manipulated things behind the scenes.
It was easy to dismantle an indomitable alliance–undermine their common interests.
Declan had always been confident that no matter what happened, these foreign aids
he had nurtured would stand by his side.
On the surface, he appeared uninvolved, but in reality, he had bolstered the majority of small shareholders within the Quinnell family.
With all these relatives, he would benefit in the future when dividing up the Quinnell
family because they essentially represented the aristocratic families‘ interests.
Now, he had unexpectedly become their common enemy.
Declan finally witnessed firsthand Wynter’s power. His greatest regret now was
underestimating her. With just a few sentences, she had placed him in such a
dilemma.
“Well, you sure have a silver tongue, Wynter.” Declan chuckled. He believed he could
still assert his control. “So, according to you, am I plotting against my own brother
now?”
Declan glanced at Kolton. “Mr. Pennington, could this geomantic layout really harm
someone’s life?”
“Not really.” Kolton also thought Wynter’s words were too much. “It’s originally a
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good geomantic layout. Most wouldn’t notice the difference.
“You don’t need to be so aggressive toward your elders over a couple of rocks, Ms.
Quinnell.”
Declan sighed heavily. “I can’t blame Wynter. Perha
ny family doesn’t trust me.”
He then turned to Fabian. “Fabian, you’ve been wary of me all these years, haven’t
you?”
Wynter thought his acting was award–worthy.
Fabian remained composed. “Declan, what are you implying?”
“You’ve always disapproved of my closeness with Shane. You believe that his change was all because of my instigation.”
Declan looked genuinely helpless as he continued, “I haven’t even attended the shareholder meetings. I thought that by staying away, I could ease your suspicions.”
Fabian, true to his role as a conglomerate’s director, grasped the dragon cane in his hand and said, “Shane’s failures are solely his own stupidity. It’s unrelated to you. If you want to get closer to him, I can give him to you.
“As for shareholder meetings…” Fabian paused briefly at this. He then adopted a tone reminiscent of Declan’s attempt at cultivating an air of mystery. “You should know the reasons why you can’t attend them.”
Wynter was right. It was only by countering the opponent’s methods that they could incite anger.
Declan never imagined his hot–tempered brother would resort to such indirect
speech.
“What reasons?” someone asked.
Declan clenched his hands tightly together.
Fabian shook his head. ‘I can’t disclose it. You’re all from the younger generation,
and this concerns past issues governed by the Quinnell family’s rules. Declan, if you still feel aggrieved, you can speak for yourself.”
“I…” Declan narrowed his eyes, then chuckled. “That’s right, I indeed can’t attend
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some crucial shareholder meetings because I’m the Quinnell family’s adopted son.”
As soon as he said that, the audience reacted with varied expressic
Declan continued, “When grandpa brought me back home, he said I would henceforth be a Quinnell. But it seems that after all these years, no matter what I do-
even saving Fabian’s life–I can never truly become a Quinnell.”
With that said, he glanced at Wynter, implying that such tactics wouldn’t bring him down. It was merely a matter of status.
Little did he know…
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