Novel Square
CHAPTER 1194
Chapter 1194 Following Her Heart
Lynette shared the same thoughts. Now that the Wray family seized control of the Southern Cascadia Chamber of Commerce, they had free rein in Hawford.
No companies dared to offend them–even the death of the poor wouldn’t pose a threat to their authority. Besides, Lynette had absolutely no involvement in the girl’s death.
She instructed, “They can blame it on their own greediness. Nothing comes for free in this world. Did she truly expect to get a full
makeover at such a cheap price?
“Ignore the parents‘ complaints. We’ve provided an informed consent form before the surgery.
“She’s not illiterate; she should’ve read through the terms before
signing. Tell the lawyer to emphasize this point. There’s no one else to blame when she was the one signing the form.
“If the parents come pestering again, just tell them that their daughter was the cause of her own tragedy. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.
“Because of her poor education, she failed to understand the terms and walked to her own demise. Not to mention her death has
tarnished the club’s reputation.
“We’ve done our part in this case. But if the parents remain dissatisfied, we’ll have no choice but to take this to court.”
Before Lynette returned to her beauty sleep, she added with a scoff, If they’re not familiar with the internet, show them the criticisms there
about their daughter. That ought to clear their eyes a little.
“That girl will always be trapped in poverty, yet she thought to change her fate with cosmetic surgery. Who does she think she is?”
Yvette couldn’t help feeling a sense of familiarity with Lynette upon their initial encounter, though she couldn’t quite place the feeling.
However, Lynette was widely known for her obsession with cosmetic surgeries. Inevitably, there were moments when she bore a
resemblance to others.
After all, beautiful women often shared–striking features.
More importantly, Lynette appeared noticeably younger and prettier with her smooth and radiant skin.
Though her secrets remained unknown, many girls were drawn by the results and sought to join the club for the same beauty.
Meanwhile, Wynter and Dalton were at Harmony Hotel. Located within the Golden Triangle area of Hawford, the waterfront hotel boasted a long history and stood as one of the famous landmarks.
The exotic architecture blended perfectly with a majestic design, highlighted by the symbolic doves engraved in the hall.
Stories told that during the special period, one’s safety would be guaranteed upon stepping into the hotel–no matter of their sins.
Neither the authorities nor the underworld would dare to trouble you within those walls.
That was the reason tourists could still be spotted outside the hotel
snapping pictures even at night. But what took Wynter by surprise the most was an invitation from the Wray family.
“According to Mr. Clarke, the Wray family shouldn’t be anticipating the Quinnells‘ return to Hawford, let alone send me an invitation to the meeting,” Wynter mused aloud, picking at the invitation.
Raising an amused brow, she asked instinctively, “Did the Yarwoods intimidate them?”
Dalton pushed the fruit platter toward her with a faint smile. “This is the Quinnell family’s birthplace, along with the chamber of
commerce. The Yarwoods have no right to interfere.”
In other words, Dalton feared upsetting Wynter if he encroached on her turf.
“Then, why would they send me an invitation if they weren’t
intimidated by the Yarwoods?” Wynter was puzzled. It was as if she was handed a weapon by her enemy just before entering the battlefield.
Though Wynter had a plan to show up in the meeting, the invitation came as a fortuitous stroke of timing. Should she accept it?
Ultimately, Wynter decided to accept the offer. Regardless of the Wray family’s intentions, she wasn’t one to pass up a golden opportunity.
“She’s not illiterate; she should’ve read through the terms before
signing. Tell the lawyer to emphasize this point. There’s no one else to blame when she was the one signing the form.
“If the parents come pestering again, just tell them that their daughter was the cause of her own tragedy.
“Because of her poor education, she failed to understand the terms and walked to her own demise. Not to mention her death has
tarnished the club’s reputation.
“We’ve done our part in this case. But if the parents remain dissatisfied, we’ll have no choice but to take this to court.”
Before Lynette returned to her beauty sleep, she added with a scoff, If they’re not familiar with the internet, show them the criticisms there
about their daughter. That ought to clear their eyes a little.
“That girl will always be trapped in poverty, yet she thought to change her fate with cosmetic surgery. Who does she think she is?”
Yvette couldn’t help feeling a sense of familiarity with Lynette upon their initial encounter, though she couldn’t quite place the feeling.
However, Lynette was widely known for her obsession with cosmetic surgeries. Inevitably, there were moments when she bore a
resemblance to others.
After all, beautiful women often shared–striking features.
More importantly, Lynette appeared noticeably younger and prettier with her smooth and radiant skin.
Though her secrets remained unknown, many girls were drawn by the results and sought to join the club for the same beauty.
Meanwhile, Wynter and Dalton were at Harmony Hotel. Located within the Golden Triangle area of Hawford, the waterfront hotel boasted a long history and stood as one of the famous landmarks.
The exotic architecture blended perfectly with a majestic design, highlighted by the symbolic doves engraved in the hall.
Stories told that during the special period, one’s safety would be guaranteed upon stepping into the hotel–no matter of their sins.
Neither the authorities nor the underworld would dare to trouble you within those walls.
That was the reason tourists could still be spotted outside the hotel
snapping pictures even at night. But what took Wynter by surprise the most was an invitation from the Wray family.
“According to Mr. Clarke, the Wray family shouldn’t be anticipating the Quinnells‘ return to Hawford, let alone send me an invitation to the meeting,” Wynter mused aloud, picking at the invitation.
Raising an amused brow, she asked instinctively, “Did the Yarwoods intimidate them?”
Dalton pushed the fruit platter toward her with a faint smile. “This is the Quinnell family’s birthplace, along with the chamber of
commerce. The Yarwoods have no right to interfere.”
In other words, Dalton feared upsetting Wynter if he encroached on her turf.
“Then, why would they send me an invitation if they weren’t
intimidated by the Yarwoods?” Wynter was puzzled. It was as if she was handed a weapon by her enemy just before entering the battlefield.
Though Wynter had a plan to show up in the meeting, the invitation came as a fortuitous stroke of timing. Should she accept it?
Ultimately, Wynter decided to accept the offer. Regardless of the Wray family’s intentions, she wasn’t one to pass up a golden opportunity.