Jolie tried her best to control her emotions, but her voice trembled despite her efforts. She couldn't believe it.
She had always known that, to the Quin family, she was a pawn they could use to trade for benefits whenever necessary. Yet, she had clung to the belief that at least she had her freedom. Now, she realized she was under their watch every second of the day. The thought of Selena's resentment toward their parents' favoritism and envy of their so-called love struck her as utterly absurd.
If she could choose, she'd trade the so-called love and favoritism all away. She didn't want any of it.
"Jolie Quin!" Daisy's tone turned uncharacteristically stern.
"Do you have any idea what you're saying? Everything I do is for your safety. How could I possibly be at ease with you living alone? You're the daughter I've cherished and protected all these years.
"Don't change the subject. I'm asking you, when did you and Mr. Cooper start seeing each other? If you're dating, bring him home to meet the family!"
"That's impossible!"
Jolie's emotions erupted, and her composure completely shattered.
Gripping her phone tightly, she shouted, "I will never give you what you want! I won't be with Gavin Cooper, and I won't ever see him again!"
With that, she ended the call, her chest heaving with anger and grief. Tears began streaming down her face, hot and uncontrollable. She felt suffocated, furious, and heartbroken all at once.
How absurd.
Parents who failed to be parents. Children who couldn't be children. This family was a suffocating mess.
Jolie had thought her firm refusal would make Daisy drop the idea. She never imagined Daisy would show up at her apartment. When she opened the door and saw Daisy, dressed impeccably in her elegant and poised way, Jolie's face went pale.
"What are you doing here?"
Her voice was hoarse as she asked.
Daisy's eyes swept over her disheveled appearance-messy hair, swollen eyes, and a crumpled nightgown. Her brows furrowed deeply as she stepped inside and shut the door.
"Look at yourself! What do you think you're doing? You're the heiress of the Quin family, a socialite of Larbor City. This sloppy and unkempt look is disgraceful!"
As she spoke, Daisy ushered Jolie toward the bedroom, her hands firmly but insistently guiding her along.
"Go clean yourself up, then come out and talk to me."
Daisy pushed Jolie into the
bedroom not giving her a chance to
say a word. By the time Jolie
registered what had happened, the bathroom door had already been shut.
Standing there, her hands clenched into tight fists at her sides, Jolie fumed silently.
Meanwhile, Daisy took a slow tour of the room, her sharp eyes scanning everything. She lingered on the bed and even glanced into the trash can beside it. Finding nothing suspicious, her brows furrowed briefly before relaxing.
She trusted the people she had arranged. They wouldn't have made a mistake-the man who had come home with Jolie last night was indeed Gavin. Who would have thought that Jolie would even know Gavin?
Not to mention, their relationship seemed... intimate.
Daisy had always envisioned grooming Jolie to be elegant and refined, preparing her for a strategic marriage that could bring greater benefits to the Quin family. But she had never considered the possibility of a connection with the Cooper family.
After all, the Coopers were one of
Larbor City's most prominent families. Their standards for a daughter-in-law would undoubtedly be sky high, and in their eyes, the
Quin family was far from adequate.
However, as of now, Daisy allowed herself to dream of getting close to the Coopers.
Her daughter was more capable than she had imagined.
If Jolie could marry into the Cooper family, the Quin family would ascend several social tiers in Larbor City.
It would be a leap across class boundaries!
And Daisy herself? She could hold her head even higher, becoming the epitome of wealth and respectability. Half an hour passed.
Jolie still hadn't come out.
Daisy, growing impatient, walked straight to the bathroom door.
"Jolie, are you done yet?"
Silence greeted her.
Daisy's brows furrowed further. "Jolie? Did you hear me?"
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