Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 686

Chapter 686.

Solomon supported the old man like a normal person and said with a considerate expression: "Grandpa, dad is right. Whether you admit it or not, you can't change the fact that we are a family by blood."

"Yes, Dad, Wesley was indeed a little too impulsive back then. Over the years, he has realized that he was wrong. He came here specifically to apologize to you today. Please forgive him."

Looking at the attacks from the left and right, playing the family card, it was clear that the people today came prepared.

Aveline also gradually calmed down. Just as Alexander had an accident, they were at the door. Were they involved in the accident, or it is a coincidence?

The old man was obviously feeling unwell at the moment and was a little powerless. He didn't even have the strength to curse.

Ciara, who had been silent for the whole time, said coldly: "Are you blind or stupid? Can't you understand what the old man said? Wesley, if I remember correctly, you said back then that you would never step into the Sterling family house again. Doesn't it hurt if you hit yourself in the face?"

Wesley looked at Ciara with complicated expressions in his eyes, more of shock.

That was not the first time that Ciara had tried to shame him in the past two days. That was absolutely impossible in the past.

Ciara didn't look at him at all but turned around and brought out the old man's emergency medicine.

Fortunately, Ciara had thought about it, and there was no hurt on her face, only mockery, "You also know that we divorced a long time ago.

What does she mean by calling me sister? After all, I am one year younger than her, and she is a peasant girl from a slum not worthy of being my sister? Is she even worthy of associating with the Stanton family?"

Although Eloise's purpose was to anger Ciara, her own background had always been what mattered to her the most, especially now that she was the CEO's wife, and what she hated even more was someone mentioning her past.

"That's enough! Ciara, you know why I don't like you. It's your aggressive attitude. You can never compare to a finger of Eloise."

Ciara was not angry but was happy, "Wesley, you are so funny. Do you really think I am still the same person who was looking forward to your coming home twenty years ago? Why should I compare myself to a cheap woman? I am Ciara. My family has been in business for ten generations, and when I was in the Stanton family, I was wearing gold and silver, while this little wench you are crazy about was carrying dung in the field or planting rice seedlings? Not to mention the men who were chasing me back then, even now, as long as I am willing, and if I create the impression, eight to ten young men will jump at me. Why would I shame myself and want to be with a man with crooked neck like yours?"