Kyle Keaton suddenly turned around and met July Quinn’s pale yet breathtakingly beautiful face.
"You’ve just recovered from the fever, why are you out? The wind is strong outside, be good and go back inside."
He hurried forward, bringing July Quinn back indoors.
July was obedient and followed him into the room.
But she grabbed his shirt, insisting, "Don’t deal with them that way."
The face that could captivate everyone was now perfectly reflected in Kyle Keaton’s eyes.
But his heart was unsettled.
"They treated you and you still have illusions about them?"
Words like "Saint" and "Lily White," used to describe unconditional forgiveness, came to Kyle’s mind.
But before he could use these words to mock July Quinn, she spoke with a hoarse voice.
"I’m not holding onto any illusions."
After recovering from a serious illness, she woke up to find the disgusting rumors about her not being biological continued to ferment.
Despite several attempts to suppress the trending topics, there were still "helpful netizens" posting screenshots and emphasizing the points.
July Quinn casually followed up on those helpful netizens’ comments and discovered that one of them was posting from The Quinn Manor, in Charles Quinn’s study.
At that moment, the last flickers of hope in her heart were extinguished.
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If that’s the case, why should she foolishly remember a sentiment that never existed?
"Not holding onto illusions, then why not let me deal with them?"
Kyle’s voice was cold.
Look at how pale her face had become.
Even if she was just Kyle Keaton’s wife in name, he wouldn’t permit anyone to trample her so.
Moreover, she had already become the one Kyle Keaton wanted to spend his life with.
So unless the Quinn Family tasted the flavor of hell, he wouldn’t be able to swallow this bitterness.
But then, July Quinn suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her face against his chest.
Perhaps it was because during the days she had a high fever, he stayed by her side, she began to crave the warmth and scent of Kyle Keaton.
Just like now, even though he wasn’t doing anything, just looking at him made her feel much more secure.
And Kyle, looking at that furry head suddenly resting on his chest, hesitated for a moment, then reached out, gently stroking the top of her head.
Neither of them realized that their interaction had become so warm and loving, all stemming from their hearts.
Feeling his gentle strokes, smelling his enchanting hormonal aura, July Quinn squinted her eyes and said:
"It’s not that I won’t let you deal with them, I just think spending so much money to deal with them isn’t worth it."
"Then how do you plan to deal with them?"
From the words "not worth it," Kyle Keaton read a different coldness than usual.
This made him realize the change in July Quinn’s attitude towards the Quinn Family.
The frustration in his heart was suddenly dispelled quite a bit.
"I have my ways to deal with them. And it won’t cost a penny, all I need is an invitation to Nina Quinn’s engagement party."
"Invitation? That’s easy."
For a family like the Quinns who love face, they would naturally wish to invite all the prominent figures in Westmarch to the engagement banquet.
Setting aside other connections, Regalscape Group under Kyle Keaton is currently at the peak in Westmarch.
So, the Quinn Family would certainly be eager to send the invitation his way.
Counting this way, an invitation to Nina Quinn’s engagement banquet was practically within Kyle Keaton’s grasp.
"As long as you get it, I can certainly turn them back to their original state, without spending a dime."
"Alright, let’s see what you’ve got." Kyle Keaton rubbed July Quinn’s head lightly twice again, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
If July Quinn couldn’t achieve it, he wouldn’t mind following the original plan and tearing the Quinn Group to pieces.