Ethan knew exactly why Brittany had reached out to him first and also knew it was her way of conceding, "Ms. Lynette, just call me Ethan."
"Alright, I've booked a place for dinner. See you later."
After hanging up, Brittany couldn't hold back any longer. She grabbed a bottle of perfume from her desk and hurled it to the floor, shaking with rage!
...
After the call, Ethan phoned the Queen: "Ms. Lynette got in touch. The Lynette family is finally backing down."
"Hmph!" The Queen snorted. "Over the years, the Lynette family has grown more and more prosperous. If we can't make them our allies, they'll become a thorn in our side!"
The Queen was pleased with Brittany but wary of the Lynette family’s influence and wealth, their passion for charity, and their widespread fame. To them, it represented a significant risk.
"Mother, Ms. Lynette is to be my wife. If we truly offend her, it will complicate our marriage in the future."
The Queen paused for a moment: "Understood."
You can't always have your cake and eat it too!
Ethan changed into a crisp white suit and headed to the restaurant Brittany had reserved.
The restaurant was nearly empty, Brittany had booked the whole place.
Seeing Ethan arrive, Brittany stood up: "You're here."
Approaching, Ethan noticed Brittany seemed much more subdued today, her face lightly made up, her eyes sparkling with a restrained smile. It seemed the situation with the Lynette family had upset her, but she hid it well.
"Ms. Lynette, I've spoken to my mother about Mr. Lynette's situation. He'll be home soon."
Brittany bit her lip. The royal family was using the Lynette family to press her into this marriage.
"Let's eat."
Brittany didn't want to talk about it, and Ethan didn't push.
Raised with a sterling education, Ethan's every gesture and word exuded gentlemanly charm.
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