Serena Sullivan wasn’t surprised by Ethan Grant’s response. Four years ago, after being dumped, she got into a car accident, sustaining serious injuries and falling into a coma. Like Claire Sullivan, he didn’t show up and even publicly announced that he had never been with her.
He was just playing with her.
Four years have passed, and she no longer hoped Ethan Grant would pity her for being a cripple, even just a little.
Zoe Quinn was overjoyed. Her lips curved into a smile as she excitedly clenched Ethan Grant’s hand and called softly, full of tenderness.
What can a cripple like Serena Sullivan do to steal her wedding? Brother Ethan is still by her side.
"Zoe, I’m a bit hungry."
Ethan Grant said indifferently as he removed Zoe Quinn’s hand from his arm and walked ahead towards the outside.
The dining room at The Sullivan Residence was next to the main hall, and Zoe Quinn followed with a happy smile.
Claire Sullivan looked at the handsome couple, feeling more and more suited to each other, then turned her head to look at Serena Sullivan sitting in the wheelchair with a faint smile. Her smile instantly disappeared, and she glared over with cold and disdainful eyes.
"Serena Sullivan! See it for yourself; what does scheming to marry Ethan Grant get you?"
"Ethan doesn’t care about your life at all; the one he loves is Zoe. I advise you to leave Grant..."
Claire Sullivan sternly lectured before being interrupted by Serena Sullivan, who coldly laughed and said, "Mother."
She looked at Claire Sullivan mockingly, "Four years ago, when I wanted to marry Ethan Grant, you were strongly opposed. How come four years later, you agreed when your stepdaughter was with him? "
"Indeed, there’s a difference between your own child and someone else’s!" she said in a voice suddenly frozen.
"Mom Chen, Grandpa has been waiting too long; let’s go over." Serena Sullivan turned her head and spoke to Mom Chen.
Claire Sullivan was unfazed by Serena Sullivan’s sarcasm, not feeling she was favoring Zoe Quinn. Sunlight seeped in from the doorway, enveloping Serena Sullivan sitting in the wheelchair with shadows and light, unable to bear her high posture and called out, "Serena!"
Serena Sullivan turned her head and glanced at Claire Sullivan’s similar face, clenched her fist, her eyes dark and cold with deep-seated hatred. She lowered her voice, enunciating clearly, "Mother!"
"Even if I’m a cripple, everything of The Sullivan Family is not for outsiders to even think about. Otherwise, just wait and see what I’ll do next!
Wedding robbery is only just the beginning.
Solaria’s summer is hot, and the wooded area of The Sullivan Residence is full of buzzing insects and cicadas. After seeing Old Master Sullivan, Serena Sullivan felt even more burdened. Coming out, she saw Zoe Quinn shyly smiling at Ethan Grant at the door.
Ethan Grant heard the sound of wheels passing over the ground behind him and glanced sideways, speaking up,
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Zoe Quinn happily reached out to grab Ethan Grant’s arm, "Brother Ethan, you’re so good to me!"
Ethan Grant smiled and turned to get into the car parked outside The Sullivan Residence.
Zoe Quinn watched Ethan Grant get into the car. Then, she turned to see Serena Sullivan in the wheelchair and deliberately said, "Sister, Brother Ethan is also returning to The Grant Family; you can go together."
"Oh right, Brother Ethan might not necessarily want to." She lowered her voice, smiling, "How about I help you talk to Brother Ethan?"
Serena Sullivan couldn’t miss the meaning behind Zoe Quinn’s words. Even if she and Ethan Grant became married, she would still need Zoe Quinn to help with getting a ride.
Serena Sullivan glanced lightly at Zoe Quinn and pulled out her phone to call Anna Morgan to pick her up.
As she was leaving, Mom Chen apologetically said that the family driver had taken Claire Sullivan out, and from the Grant Family, the driver who sent her would be in Ethan Grant’s car, and couldn’t make two trips.
Just as she dialed out, the door of the passenger seat opened. The man who came out wasn’t as handsome as Ethan Grant, but he was dashing, with a pleasing smile.
Having just called out as he left the car, a chill emanated from inside, making him amend with a laugh, "Madam, long time no see."