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Simone’s eyes snapped into focus. “She’s Old Mr. Quintin’s protégé!”

“Exactly!” Terrence nodded vigorously. “Maybe we can use that connection to get an audience with Old Mr. Jarvis.”

Simone was skeptical, and her expression was cooling. “With Estelle’s temperament, you think she’d lift a finger to

help us?”

“What’s your brilliant plan, then?” Terrence frowned, suddenly thinking of Carmella. “How’s Carmella’s relationship

with her mentor, Albert Mullins?”

Simone looked even more uncomfortable, stumbling over her words.

Ever since Carmella had her fifteen minutes of fame, she’d made some arrogant remarks that got under Albert’s

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skin. The fallout had been ugly, and they’d basically cut ties.

Albert probably didn’t even acknowledge Carmella as his student anymore. Even if they groveled to him now,

asking him for help was a lost cause!

Seeing their faces, Terrence knew they couldn’t count on Carmella. He turned irked with his face stiffening. “You’ll

be the death of me because of that Carmella!”

“Carmella isn’t what Dad thinks,” Simone defended weakly, her voice tinged with frustration. “She was a bit

misguided before, but she’s turned over a new leaf, working hard at home every day.”

“Don’t mention her to me; I’m not interested!” Terrence snorted. “What good is her redemption now? Her

reputation’s ruined, and she’s of no use to the MacClains!”

Simone bristled but didn’t dare refute Terrence. Instead, she countered with a hint of annoyance, “Estelle is more

formidable and famous than Carmella, and she’s cozied up to the Sampsons and the Lamonts. Her future’s

limitless! It’s only fair she makes up for our failed project in B City.”

“Then call her now!” Terrence commanded sternly.

Simone refused to make the call, so Bennett pulled out his phone. “I’ll do it.”

He dialed Estelle’s number, and it rang unanswered.

Impatient, Terrence instructed, “Go tell the Quintin family’s people that you’re KING’s father, and you want to see

KING!”

Bennett had no choice but to approach the iron gate outside the mansion. He said to the guard in a warm and

friendly tone, “Hello, I’m Estelle’s father. I’ve heard she’s staying with Old Mr. Quintin. Could I come in to see her?”

The guard smirked. “Even the father shows up?”

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Bennett didn’t catch his drift and took a step back. “If I can’t come in, could you pass on a message and have her

come out?”

The guard hesitated. “Old Mr. Quintin and the guests are having lunch. I can’t interrupt them.”

Bennett’s face soured. His family waited outside Old Mr.Jarvis’s in such biting cold, but were not even allowed to

pass the gate.

Inside, they were feasting and toasting—an utter insult!

He impulsively wanted to tell Terrence to head back, but as soon as he thought of how the family business wasn’t

doing well, and so much had been invested in the B City project, and it was their last hope, he swallowed his pride

at once.

If the situation was different, his father wouldn’t have to endure such humiliation at his age!

Bennett sighed, swallowing his resentment.