Chapter 676 Thank You For Your Hard Work
As the man stood at the entrance, his striking handsomeness was overshadowed by an air of malice. He bore a
resemblance to Tristan from five years ago, but lacked Tristan’s crassness. It was evident that he was a sharp and
critical individual.
Cherise didn’t recognize this man, but the name Evan rang a bell.
He was the eldest son of a branch family of the Tanner family, whom Gwenn had sought out five years ago in her
desperation to inherit the Tanner family fortune.
Evan’s grandfather and Cherise’s grandfather were brothers. After her grandfather accumulated wealth, he
frequently aided and supported Evan’s grandfather, leading to the gradual prosperity of this branch of the Tanner
family.
After all, with the bloodline of the Tanner family, if Gwenn married Evan, she would become a legitimate member of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe Tanner family.
Furthermore, in the eyes of outsiders, she would be the rightful heiress of the Tanner family.
“I am Evan Tanner.”
The man at the door squinted and smiled at Cherise. “Gwenn always spoke highly of her sister’s beauty. Indeed,
nothing compares to seeing it in person.”
He walked past Cherise into the room, scrutinizing the decor while shaking his head in disdain.
“I never expected that the biological daughter of Uncle Beckham would have such taste. Everything in this room
reeks of cheapness.”
He turned to Cherise. “Gwenn mentioned that you’re accustomed to a modest lifestyle and don’t appreciate a life
of wealth. Don’t you think that’s a crude habit?”
Cherise took a deep breath and swung the door wide open.
“If all you two came here for is to insult me, I kindly ask you to leave. The life I lead and my choices are my own
business, none of yours.”
She smiled coldly. “Or are you two desperate to have me return to the Tanner family and fight for the inheritance?”
Gwenn laughed
“Cherise, listen to yourself. So if we hadn’t come, you would have renounced the inheritance Don’t be ridiculous
Why did you conceal the truth at yesterday’s press
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Cherise retorted with a laugh.
“Since you know I won’t renounce it, why bother with these futile tricks? Or do you believe I will renounce the
inheritance if you threaten me with my career and dreams?”
“Not exactly.”
Gwenn picked up the teapot on the coffee table and leisurely poured herself a cup. “I know you can distinguish
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbetween what’s important and what’s not, and I know you won’t easily renounce the inheritance and admit to the
past.”
She took a sip from her teacup.
“I just want to make you uncomfortable. Cherise, if you won’t let me have my way, I won’t let you have yours
either!”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Just as Gwenn finished speaking, a cold male voice echoed from the direction of the door.
The man’s voice was calm, but the chilling air emanating from him was so intense that the man standing behind
Gwenn began to tremble slightly.
Evan had seen Damien before. He had also been present at the press conference yesterday.
However, Damien had been far away from him at that time. All he remembered was Damien’s cold voice and
piercing gaze.
But it was not until Damien appeared up close that he realized… The man was so overbearing that it made one’s
heart shudder!
Compared to the inexperienced Evan, Gwenn appeared composed. She smiled at Damien. “Mr. Lenoir, your timing
is impeccable.”