Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 689

Thus, Ian enthusiastically jumped in to fan the flames.

"Sofia, why didn't I think of this? If my daughter marries your son, we'll practically be a single family."

"Noelle is always so incredibly respectful to her elders."

"If she becomes your daughter-in-law, she'll definitely respect you far more than any gold-digging outsider."

"After all, we know each other's roots. In crucial moments, family needs to stick together..."

Ian was about to ramble on endlessly when Sofia, whose face had darkened considerably, cut him off.

"That's enough. If you push it any further, don't blame me for humiliating you right here and now."

Sofia pulled Maeve, who was still hovering on the sidelines enjoying the show, over to her.

"Are you all blind? You're spouting this nonsense right in front of my son's actual girlfriend."

"These two might be watching you like a sideshow attraction, but I don't have the patience to sit here and play along with your games."

Waving dismissively at Ian's group, Sofia's face was etched with impatience.

"You've been mooching off me for three solid days. It's about time you left."

"Butler Tanner, show our guests out."

Butler Tanner was about to move when Ian jumped to his feet, looking highly offended.

"Sofia, I'm your cousin. If word gets out that you treat your own blood like this, it won't look good for you, will it?"

Seeing Sofia on the verge of exploding, Andres—worried for his mother's health—knew he couldn't stand by any longer.

He signaled Butler Tanner to hold off for a moment.

Then, with a cold, mocking smile, he asked Ian, "Did you come here to borrow money from my mother?"

Since things had already reached this point, Ian stopped hiding his true colors.

"That's right. My company hit a rough patch, and I desperately need liquid assets to stay afloat."

"If I wasn't out of options, I wouldn't have traveled all the way from Evergreen City to Aethelburg to beg your family..."

Ian was trying to launch into another sob story, but Andres held up a hand, silencing him.

"I'm not interested in your sob story. Just tell me how much you want."

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