Chapter 95
Chapter 95
“However…”
Sherah looked hesitant, and she tried to explain further, but the sharp tap of Reginald’s cane on the floor cut her off.
Reginald’s expression turned stormy as he slammed his cane down hard, declaring, “That’s enough! The decision is made! Walter is correct. Celena is your daughter, and you two are the right ones to go!”
With that, Reginald rose angrily and strode out of the hall.
No sooner had Reginald departed than Walter and his family looked on with barely concealed glee. “Yafe, Celena is your girl, and you’re her dad. She’ll listen to you. If you pull off this deal, you’ll be the family’s hero, and your place as head of the Stone family will be undisputed.’
Teresa’s smile was bright as she added, “Exactly, Yafe. Dad’s got faith in you, and so do we. You’re going to clinch that partnership!”
Hayden Stone’s family could not hide their delight as they added, ” Yafe, we’ll be here waiting to celebrate your success!”
The hall emptied as everyone dispersed to their respective quarters, leaving only Yafe’s family of four in the living room. Cheryl looked frustrated and defiant. “Dad! Do I really have to apologize to Celena?” she demanded, a
Her temper flared, and with a stomp of her foot, she shouted, ” Apologize to her? As if! I’d rather die than go. Let someone else do it!”
With that, Cheryl stormed off to her room, seething. Yafe’s expression darkened. Sheraḥ quickly interjected, “Yafe, you know how Cheryl is. Let’s just take Qemal with us later.”
She glanced at Qemal, signaling him with her eyes. “Right, Qemal?”
“Uh? Oh, yes, yes…”
Caught off guard, Qemal chuckled awkwardly and managed a
strained smile.
“Fine, that’s settled then!” Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
Yafe, with Sherah and Qemal in tow, headed for Celena’s Jade Manor. The trio was awestruck by the size of the manor as they stepped out of the car. The Stone family’s home paled in comparison to Jade Manor. It was like comparing a small-time magician to a grand wizard.
Sherah and Qemal were particularly taken aback. They gawked and gabbed incessantly, marveling at everything around them. Sherah’s gaze was glued to the resplendent mansion. “Yafe, how is Celena so wealthy? Such a fancy manor must cost several million dollars, right?
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Qemal was glued to his phone, tapping away momentarily before he looked up and blurted out, “Mom! This isn’t just a few million bucks we’re talking about! Check out the price tag on this estate,
225 million dollars! Our Stone family’s little retreat isn’t even close to this place!”
“What! 225 million dollars? What has Celena gotten herself into? How can she possibly live in such a pricey estate?”
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Sherah was so startled by her son’s revelation that she practically leaped from her seat, her heart racing with bewilderment.
She daydreamed as she gazed at the opulent estate before her, imagining the sheer luxury of calling it home. She pictured the envious glances from Drunham City’s elite ladies, all wishing they were in her shoes.