Chapter 1243 The Wise Reuben
Chapter 1243 The Wise Reuben
Marlon nodded as he listened to Lynette’s words. His eyes revealed deeper thoughts as he lowered them.
Lynette stayed at the Whitman residence just long enough to have a cup of Earl Grey tea and a few pastries before leaving.
She came and went with a lot of items, as if this was the most normal thing. She was confident that she had handled the situation well.
Now, the Whitmans were the ones seeking the Wray family’s help to replace a doctor. She mused that one day, even Quaint Villa might belong to her.
Before getting into the car, Lynette took one last look at the rose-covered walls. Even her cosmetically enhanced face was unable to hide her desire. This moment was unseen by anyone.
On Quaint Villa’s second floor, in the vintage study, Reuben had been sitting by the window since Lynette left.
He needed his medication. Otherwise, given his earlier condition, he might not have been able to eat anything.
Marlon knew Reuben was reminiscing again. His wife, Joslyn Avah, had mentioned that Marie seemed different when she visited recently.
Marlon was torn about whether to take a chance. After all, the past events still
haunted him.
He wasn’t the only one who was afraid. Everyone feared that a reunion might do more harm than good when Reuben met her.
“How long are you going to stand outside?” The raspy voice came from inside. Despite his frail condition, Reuben’s eyes were sharper when outsiders weren’t
around.
Knowing that he was caught, Marlon pushed the door and entered.
“Was inviting Evan Campbell your idea?” Reuben asked with a deep tone.
Marlon didn’t answer directly but instead glanced at the window. “Dad, you’re catching a chill again. The hospital said you shouldn’t expose yourself to the
Chapter 1243 The Wise Reuben
cold.”
As Marlon moved to close the window, Reuben reached out to stop him. “I’m asking you a question. Was inviting Evan your idea?”
“Yes.” Marlon lowered his gaze. “Dad, your health can’t wait any longer. He might be unpleasant, but his medical skills are undeniable.
“He is an expert in his field. Just last month, he managed to cure a patient with a condition similar to yours. Dad, he can heal you!”
Reuben knew Marlon cared for him deeply. His right hand trembled slightly.” My dear son, the Whitman family has been in business for many years.
“Our ancestors never bowed to foreigners. I won’t be the one to break that tradition just to please a man who called Cascadians pigs just so that I can survive.”
“Dad, you…” Marlon was surprised Reuben knew so much as the issue hadn’t been widely publicized.
However, it was indeed true. Evan was indeed anti-Cascadian.
“He’s always been polite to the Whitman family,” Marlon said as he clenched his fists. “Maybe there’s been a misunderstanding.”
“Do you even believe what you’re saying?” Reuben looked out the window.” Times have changed, I know. Our business dealings are global now, and it’s always been like this.
“But when doing business with each other, at the very least, there should be mutual respect. When a foreigner comes to Cascadia and we treat him well, yet he calls us pigs, where’s the misunderstanding in that? I won’t let him treat me.”
Reuben turned his gaze back to Marlon. “Besides his prejudice, there’s also the Wray family’s matter.”
Marlon paused, his eyes flickering. “What about the Wrays?”
“Marlon, do you really think I’m completely oblivious to what’s happening outside? I know the Wray family’s current state well.
“Did Kenton promise to bring Evan here in exchange for his voting rights in the Chamber of Commerce?”
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