The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1533

Rosalyn had no idea things were far more complicated than they appeared.

Edison had already made his choice many years ago, and he had never picked the Wray family but someone in the provincial government. However, he had kept this from Rosalyn all along.

Still, the idea of seeking reconciliation with the Whitman family seemed like a good one. At least on the surface, they appeared different from the Wray and Montclair families. They were just a little confused at a critical moment.

"Alright. I'll listen to you, darling. I'll leave the Whitman family to you." Edison let out a long sigh before adding, "In the end, it's always up to my beloved wife to make things right."

"As long as you know that." Rosalyn lowered her eyes to sip her tea. "It's a critical time now. It's time to cut off those messy relationships you've got on the outside."

Edison's smile faltered slightly, but he remained silent.

Rosalyn watched him closely. "Edison, I'm worried something might go wrong. The parents of that girl who jumped at the bar were easy to placate, but not everything is so easy to settle. Who knows when something might spiral out of control?"

In the past, the two of them would have argued about things like this. But today, there was an unusual silence, and Edison even agreed to her request.

Whatever the reason, Rosalyn had long been displeased with those mistresses he had. "There's something else too, Edison. Those women are too young. Can we stay away from that kind of trouble from now on?"

It was clear Edison didn't want to continue this conversation. He got up and lit a cigarette. "I'll take you abroad for a little vacation once we've smoothed things over with the Whitman family."

Too much had happened recently. The more dangerous things became, the more Edison knew it was time to step back. That had always been his strategy for survival.

However, such thoughts were quickly interrupted by a phone call. Just hearing the distinctive ringtone made Edison's eyes light up, and seeing the caller ID confirmed his excitement.

"I need to take this call," he said, not even bothering to acknowledge Rosalyn's presence as he hurried upstairs.

Rosalyn's brief moment of tenderness quickly dissipated. The luxurious yet empty living room felt colder as she sat there, staring blankly.

After years of marriage, she could no longer tell which of Edison's words were genuine and which were lies.

That was why people like Ophelia had no idea how much these married women envied her. She had married a man who, in his youth, was unmatched in his brilliance. She was also treated with respect after marriage.

"His methods may have been a bit extreme, but we need to understand that. I, too, have taken such measures, all in the name of work."

"Of course, all for the sake of work," Edison echoed swiftly.

Fredric posed a seemingly offhand question, "As for Mr. Whitman Senior's granddaughter… Is there someone backing her, or does she have any special connections?"

"She shouldn't have any significant connections. Otherwise, she wouldn't be using her current methods." Edison looked up thoughtfully. "It's possible that some of the previous Quinnell family loyalists are helping her out."

Fredric considered it. If she did have any real connections, he would have known by now. "I heard she stirred up the market while siphoning off funds from the Wray family. Is there any truth to that?"

Edison nodded. "Yes, she cashed out quite a bit."

"Alright, I understand." Fredric's tone became more deliberate. "Disrupting the stock market isn't a minor offense. I'll make sure this is dealt with accordingly…"