“Willow, here you are.”
Although Old Madam Quinn did not stand up, she still greeted Willow.
Willow paused, looked at the Quinn family, who were with different expressions, and exhaled softly.
When she was a child, she regarded these people as her closest relatives.
However, now these relatives joined forces to push her down the path she did not want to take.
Moreover, Willow knew that what these people said to her was actually not really for her good, but was for their own benefit.
At this time, the eyes of these so-called relatives were gleaming with anticipation as they regarded her as a bargaining chip that could be exchanged for huge benefits.
This made Willow feel even more disappointed.
“Whew!”
Willow exhaled softly and removed the messy thoughts in her mind.
After all, her surname was Quinn.
As a member of the Quinn family, she had the obligation and responsibility to make the Quinn family better and better.
Compared with the future of the Quinn family, her happiness was nothing and no one would care.
“Willow, take a seat!”
Old Madam Quinn patted the chair beside her as she spoke to Willow.
This seat was reserved for special and important people.
Today, however, no one protested.
Kent Quinn showed a dirty look but he still sat aside with Willow.
“Willow, how are things going?”
Old Madam Quinn asked knowingly as soon as Willow sat down.
The rest of the Quinn family looked at Willow with an expectant look.
“Grandma, it has not been settled yet.
“But I think if there is more time, there may be a turnaround.”
Willow was silent for a few seconds, then raised her head and replied.
What she said was not to fight for herself, but the result she came to after thinking about it carefully last night.
Yesterday, although Willow was turned down when she went to Reach For Will Group to meet Harry Clarke, Harry did not have a tough attitude towards her.
This made Willow feel that there was still some room for maneuvering.
However, the Quinn family shook their heads and sneered as soon as she finished saying these words.
“Willow, can you stop being so naive all the time?”
Faye Quinn took a step forward, pointed at Willow, and spoke.
“Yeah! No matter how naive a person is, there must be a limit.
“Regarding the matter of Reach For Will Group, let alone two days, you won't be able to accomplish it even if you’re given two years.”
Everyone snorted coldly because they knew that there was absolutely no possibility of this thing being accomplished at all and it was also not a matter of time.
“Willow, do you think Reach For Will Group will give us time?
“The Quinn family can't hold on any longer now.”
Old Madam Quinn shook her head slightly, her tone was also a little displeased.
“Grandma, I met Mr. Clarke yesterday and he did not seem so antagonistic, so I think there is still a chance.”
Willow thought about it for a while and still raised her head and said with gritted teeth.
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